Lavendar and Pink
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Disclamer: I own DBZ, or my name's not Akira...wait. My name ISN'T Akira, so I DON'T own DBZ. Darn it.
A/N: I desided to update anyways. it's been a while since my last reveiw and it looked like I wouldn't get any more unless I updateed. Oh, and Winni, don't worry. I'm working on your fanart now. ^,^ v, *peace
Chapter 4: Wish and Wishing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Several figures assembled under the dark moonless sky. Befor them lay the seven dragon balls blinking in an eriee unison, behind the group was a child.
In a colom of pure energy, Shen-Long appeared for his summon."Who hath summond me?" Spoke his bomming voice.
"I have m'lord." Chozo, apurple-haired woman stepped forward.
"What is thy wish?"
"I have but one wish m'lord, grant Jimi with a strength greater than that of any man." Chozo pointed to the girl on the alter.
Shen-Long's molten eyes sparked. "This can not be done in her current forn. The body must be developed to handle the power."
Chozo looked at her 'sister' and smiled. "Make it so."
"Very well." The dragon's eyes flashed once more, causeing Jimi's body to be enveloped in a golden light. The all female group turned their atention to the girl and gave no mind to the great drangon as he bid his goodbyes, sending the balls flying in every direction.
"Yes, it is done." Chozo laughed, giving the indecation to her followers that she was pleased. Members of the Sensoo Amazon Cult slowly began to laugh. Their plan had finally been set into motion.
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Bedeep!bedeep! bedeep! Trunks slowly opened his eyelids, heavy with sleep. Lazily, he whacked the alarm clock tring to turn it off. Unfortunetly, he smashed it into tiny peices. *Dang, there goes another one. Now, if the alarm went off than it's about 7:10 A.M.*
He turned away from the window and the bright sun to let his eyes ajust to the room. In a few moments he saw Dashi's angel-like face sleeping a few inches from his own. *We must have fallen asleep while we were studying...* The boy noticed something on her face. He leaned closer and relised it was a tear.
Dashi stirred and started to mummble. "...Papa....I don wanna.....Mama.....help me....don let 'em...." Dashi suddenly lunged forward into Trunks arms, hugging him tightly. "...I don't want to go...!"
Trunks blushed. He pondered to himself weither or not he should leave Dashi in his arms, it DID feel very nice to have her so close. But the thought of his mother suddenly popping in and seeing him like that made him EXTREMLY uncomfertable. So Trunks desided against it. "Dashi, Dashi wake up. We need to get ready for school."
"But I feel so warm......AH!" the girl let go of Trunks and trined to sitt up, but hit her head on Trunks chin. "Gya!" Dashi rubbed her head. "Gomen Trunks. I didn't mean to do that...di..did I say anything in my sleep?" Her yellow eyes trembled slightly.
Trunks smiled meekly. "Yeah..." Dashi lowered her head. *Know HE knows...*she thought. The boy could see that his peer was troubled, so he belived it would be best to lie again. "You must really like teddy bears. You were crying 'i want my teddy bear, it's so soft' and other stuff like that." He chuckled. " I guess you thought _I_ was a stuffed animal."
Dashi looked up questionably. "Really?"
"Yep, now come on. Breakfast will be ready soon." The two students gathered up their things and parted to get dressed. In Dashi's room down the hall, the girl opened up her bag and pulled out two green uniforms. She sighed at one and put on the other.
"Isn't it funny," she said to her reflection in the desktop mirror. "the most degrading place and the most humiluating place have the same colors for their uniforms."
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"Ah! Dashi-chan! Come sit over here." Bulma smiled a little _too_ cheerfuly. DAshi noticed her peer already eating, so she sat.
"This looks very good Bulma-san." Dashi sat comentiong the breakfast laying before the group.
"It sure does, wish I could take credit for it."
"You didn't make it? Did your si..mother make it than?"
"Nope." Now Dashi was thouroly confused. Bulma giggles softly.
"The robots made it. Granted, I do make breakfast some times, but not today." Dashi nodded. The group than continued the meal. "Most important meal of the day ya know." Bulma grinned evily. "So Dashi, I noticed you didn't go back into your room last night. What exactly did you do?" The blue -haired mother raised an eyebrow. "Nothing BAD I hope." Trunks spat out his food while Dashi nearly chocked on hers.
Trunks blushed frusiously. "MOM! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT!" Bulma gave her best innocent look.
"Why, I was just asking for the well-being of my oldest son."
Trunks and Dashi looked at eachother with the same 'she's hopeless' look. Trunks blushed (boy, he better stop that or he'll pass out! It happen on Card Captor Sakura once!) at Dashi. Her long hair had been swept into a loose bun, letting the sunlight pouring from the window shine on her face.
"Let's get out of here before she tries to talk again." Dashi whispered from across the table. Trunks nodded and the two teens exited the room. "Oph. Oh I'm sorry Tra, are you okay?" The pink haired girl pulled Chibi Trunks back to his feet. The poor sleepy kid had been knocked over during the DVHS students excape.
" 'sokay." He mumbled. "You look pretty today Dashi-san."
"What? Oh, thanl you Tra. Ohayo." Dashi ruffled Chibi Trunks hair and walked past. Trunks stared at 'Tra' in disbelife.
"Why did you do that?" Trunks felt very acward at that moment.
"I AM you, remeber?" Tra half smiled.
"Besides, It's fun to torture you, 'big brother'." The teenager sighed and hurried to catch up with Dashi.
"Man, 'I' am such a jerk!"
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"Shh. She's coming." "Alright. On the count of three."
"Listen, Trunks." Dashi turned to her classmate and continued to walk backwards. "If I'm inconvencing you in any way..."
Trunks smiled breifly (no, not meaning smiling like the breifs family). "Uh...no way! I'm perfectly fine with you living at Capsule Corp."
"You're certian?" Dashi still wasn't convinced. "Because it seems to me that it would be a li---"
"THREE!" A small group of boys burst from over a wall and pined Dashi to the hard pavement. A few of them started to punch her. Trunks was less starteld by the gang than he was by the expression on Dashi's face; there was none. She just gazed at the cloudy sky.
*I'll give them to the count of ten.* She thought. But before Dashi could start counting, all five boys were yanked off of the girl. Trunks held the group by their colars with one hand and glared intently at them.
"What the heck do you think you are doing?" Each attacker coward at Trunks strength and overall scariness (he IS Vegeta's son after all).
"N..nothing Breifs-san. we're sorry." Trunks suddenly reconised one of the kids from his Science class.
"Tell me what you plan to do today."
"We don't know what--" The half-sai-jin growled slightly and tightend his grip. "Alright! Alright! At lunch, a bunch of gym equipment will be thrown at the demon at different times--"
"What did you call her?!" Suddenly, a cold hand gently touched the teens arm. It was Dashi.
"Please Trunks. It's best if you let them go." Trunks did as he was told and watched as the cowards ran off.
"Thank you Trunks. But I wish you hadn't done that. I'm afraid you've caused alot of trouble," Dashi's eyes held a knowing saddness, "for
yourself."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~end chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Posion Angel: Well how was that? Good, bad? PLEASE LET ME KNOW!
*clears throght* Anyways, today we have *drumroll* BULMA!
Bulma: It's nice to be here.
PA: Now Bulma, I've noticed that in this chapter you were extremly, um, gee, what's that word?
Bulma: Evil?
PA: Yes! that's the one! Is it much fun to torture Trunks-kun?
Bulma: Oh yes! Go ahead and try it some time.
PA: I'll keep that in mind for when I interveiw him. heh heheh heh
Bulma: Well I--
Vegeta: What the H*ll is wrong with you!
PA+Bulma: Ne?
Vegeta: You said I was going to be a bigger part of the d*mn story and I haven't been in the last three chapters!!!
Bulma: Watch your language! Besides Veggie-chan, this is MY interveiw.
PA: VEGGIE-CHAN!? Can I use that Bulma?
Bulma: Sure! ^,^ v, *peace
Vegeta: What!?!!??!?!
PA: Ha haha! Calm down 'Veggie-chan', you're a REALLY big part of this story. The plot just isn't ready fro you to meet Dashi yet.
Vegeta: *Cringes* I'll kill you if you say that again.
PA: Really? Ya know, I can do worse to you. *pulls out a pad of paper and a pen* Bulma, how does a tutu and big pink ribbon sound to you?
Bulma: Better give him a cute girly voice too!
PA: Brilliant!
Bulma: I know.
Vegeta: *gulp* Please don't, I'll stay quite.
PA: can I call you 'Veggie-chan'?
Vegeta: NO WAY!
PA: *write* 'one day Vegeta, prince of all sai-jins , which is like, what, FOUR people, was walking down the road and saw the most kawaii tutu in a store window. "OOOOoohh!" he squelled in delight, "I MUST have that!" '
Vegeta: STOP IT! *sigh* you can call me 'Veggie-chan...
PA+Bulma: YIPPE!
PA: Please read the next chapter everyone! Veggie-chan will give you a cookie that he will bake himself.
Vegeta: I neve said that!
PA: ' "Do you have any matching jewerly for this outfit? I'm going to dance around in the street and want to look my best!" The sales woman smiled and pulled out a big box filled with the most beutiful gems the prince had ever seen! '
Vegeta: *sigh* D'ya want chocolate chip or oatmeal?
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Disclamer: I own DBZ, or my name's not Akira...wait. My name ISN'T Akira, so I DON'T own DBZ. Darn it.
A/N: I desided to update anyways. it's been a while since my last reveiw and it looked like I wouldn't get any more unless I updateed. Oh, and Winni, don't worry. I'm working on your fanart now. ^,^ v, *peace
Chapter 4: Wish and Wishing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Several figures assembled under the dark moonless sky. Befor them lay the seven dragon balls blinking in an eriee unison, behind the group was a child.
In a colom of pure energy, Shen-Long appeared for his summon."Who hath summond me?" Spoke his bomming voice.
"I have m'lord." Chozo, apurple-haired woman stepped forward.
"What is thy wish?"
"I have but one wish m'lord, grant Jimi with a strength greater than that of any man." Chozo pointed to the girl on the alter.
Shen-Long's molten eyes sparked. "This can not be done in her current forn. The body must be developed to handle the power."
Chozo looked at her 'sister' and smiled. "Make it so."
"Very well." The dragon's eyes flashed once more, causeing Jimi's body to be enveloped in a golden light. The all female group turned their atention to the girl and gave no mind to the great drangon as he bid his goodbyes, sending the balls flying in every direction.
"Yes, it is done." Chozo laughed, giving the indecation to her followers that she was pleased. Members of the Sensoo Amazon Cult slowly began to laugh. Their plan had finally been set into motion.
*****************************************
Bedeep!bedeep! bedeep! Trunks slowly opened his eyelids, heavy with sleep. Lazily, he whacked the alarm clock tring to turn it off. Unfortunetly, he smashed it into tiny peices. *Dang, there goes another one. Now, if the alarm went off than it's about 7:10 A.M.*
He turned away from the window and the bright sun to let his eyes ajust to the room. In a few moments he saw Dashi's angel-like face sleeping a few inches from his own. *We must have fallen asleep while we were studying...* The boy noticed something on her face. He leaned closer and relised it was a tear.
Dashi stirred and started to mummble. "...Papa....I don wanna.....Mama.....help me....don let 'em...." Dashi suddenly lunged forward into Trunks arms, hugging him tightly. "...I don't want to go...!"
Trunks blushed. He pondered to himself weither or not he should leave Dashi in his arms, it DID feel very nice to have her so close. But the thought of his mother suddenly popping in and seeing him like that made him EXTREMLY uncomfertable. So Trunks desided against it. "Dashi, Dashi wake up. We need to get ready for school."
"But I feel so warm......AH!" the girl let go of Trunks and trined to sitt up, but hit her head on Trunks chin. "Gya!" Dashi rubbed her head. "Gomen Trunks. I didn't mean to do that...di..did I say anything in my sleep?" Her yellow eyes trembled slightly.
Trunks smiled meekly. "Yeah..." Dashi lowered her head. *Know HE knows...*she thought. The boy could see that his peer was troubled, so he belived it would be best to lie again. "You must really like teddy bears. You were crying 'i want my teddy bear, it's so soft' and other stuff like that." He chuckled. " I guess you thought _I_ was a stuffed animal."
Dashi looked up questionably. "Really?"
"Yep, now come on. Breakfast will be ready soon." The two students gathered up their things and parted to get dressed. In Dashi's room down the hall, the girl opened up her bag and pulled out two green uniforms. She sighed at one and put on the other.
"Isn't it funny," she said to her reflection in the desktop mirror. "the most degrading place and the most humiluating place have the same colors for their uniforms."
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"Ah! Dashi-chan! Come sit over here." Bulma smiled a little _too_ cheerfuly. DAshi noticed her peer already eating, so she sat.
"This looks very good Bulma-san." Dashi sat comentiong the breakfast laying before the group.
"It sure does, wish I could take credit for it."
"You didn't make it? Did your si..mother make it than?"
"Nope." Now Dashi was thouroly confused. Bulma giggles softly.
"The robots made it. Granted, I do make breakfast some times, but not today." Dashi nodded. The group than continued the meal. "Most important meal of the day ya know." Bulma grinned evily. "So Dashi, I noticed you didn't go back into your room last night. What exactly did you do?" The blue -haired mother raised an eyebrow. "Nothing BAD I hope." Trunks spat out his food while Dashi nearly chocked on hers.
Trunks blushed frusiously. "MOM! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU JUST SAID THAT!" Bulma gave her best innocent look.
"Why, I was just asking for the well-being of my oldest son."
Trunks and Dashi looked at eachother with the same 'she's hopeless' look. Trunks blushed (boy, he better stop that or he'll pass out! It happen on Card Captor Sakura once!) at Dashi. Her long hair had been swept into a loose bun, letting the sunlight pouring from the window shine on her face.
"Let's get out of here before she tries to talk again." Dashi whispered from across the table. Trunks nodded and the two teens exited the room. "Oph. Oh I'm sorry Tra, are you okay?" The pink haired girl pulled Chibi Trunks back to his feet. The poor sleepy kid had been knocked over during the DVHS students excape.
" 'sokay." He mumbled. "You look pretty today Dashi-san."
"What? Oh, thanl you Tra. Ohayo." Dashi ruffled Chibi Trunks hair and walked past. Trunks stared at 'Tra' in disbelife.
"Why did you do that?" Trunks felt very acward at that moment.
"I AM you, remeber?" Tra half smiled.
"Besides, It's fun to torture you, 'big brother'." The teenager sighed and hurried to catch up with Dashi.
"Man, 'I' am such a jerk!"
*******************later***************************8
"Shh. She's coming." "Alright. On the count of three."
"Listen, Trunks." Dashi turned to her classmate and continued to walk backwards. "If I'm inconvencing you in any way..."
Trunks smiled breifly (no, not meaning smiling like the breifs family). "Uh...no way! I'm perfectly fine with you living at Capsule Corp."
"You're certian?" Dashi still wasn't convinced. "Because it seems to me that it would be a li---"
"THREE!" A small group of boys burst from over a wall and pined Dashi to the hard pavement. A few of them started to punch her. Trunks was less starteld by the gang than he was by the expression on Dashi's face; there was none. She just gazed at the cloudy sky.
*I'll give them to the count of ten.* She thought. But before Dashi could start counting, all five boys were yanked off of the girl. Trunks held the group by their colars with one hand and glared intently at them.
"What the heck do you think you are doing?" Each attacker coward at Trunks strength and overall scariness (he IS Vegeta's son after all).
"N..nothing Breifs-san. we're sorry." Trunks suddenly reconised one of the kids from his Science class.
"Tell me what you plan to do today."
"We don't know what--" The half-sai-jin growled slightly and tightend his grip. "Alright! Alright! At lunch, a bunch of gym equipment will be thrown at the demon at different times--"
"What did you call her?!" Suddenly, a cold hand gently touched the teens arm. It was Dashi.
"Please Trunks. It's best if you let them go." Trunks did as he was told and watched as the cowards ran off.
"Thank you Trunks. But I wish you hadn't done that. I'm afraid you've caused alot of trouble," Dashi's eyes held a knowing saddness, "for
yourself."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~end chapter~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Posion Angel: Well how was that? Good, bad? PLEASE LET ME KNOW!
*clears throght* Anyways, today we have *drumroll* BULMA!
Bulma: It's nice to be here.
PA: Now Bulma, I've noticed that in this chapter you were extremly, um, gee, what's that word?
Bulma: Evil?
PA: Yes! that's the one! Is it much fun to torture Trunks-kun?
Bulma: Oh yes! Go ahead and try it some time.
PA: I'll keep that in mind for when I interveiw him. heh heheh heh
Bulma: Well I--
Vegeta: What the H*ll is wrong with you!
PA+Bulma: Ne?
Vegeta: You said I was going to be a bigger part of the d*mn story and I haven't been in the last three chapters!!!
Bulma: Watch your language! Besides Veggie-chan, this is MY interveiw.
PA: VEGGIE-CHAN!? Can I use that Bulma?
Bulma: Sure! ^,^ v, *peace
Vegeta: What!?!!??!?!
PA: Ha haha! Calm down 'Veggie-chan', you're a REALLY big part of this story. The plot just isn't ready fro you to meet Dashi yet.
Vegeta: *Cringes* I'll kill you if you say that again.
PA: Really? Ya know, I can do worse to you. *pulls out a pad of paper and a pen* Bulma, how does a tutu and big pink ribbon sound to you?
Bulma: Better give him a cute girly voice too!
PA: Brilliant!
Bulma: I know.
Vegeta: *gulp* Please don't, I'll stay quite.
PA: can I call you 'Veggie-chan'?
Vegeta: NO WAY!
PA: *write* 'one day Vegeta, prince of all sai-jins , which is like, what, FOUR people, was walking down the road and saw the most kawaii tutu in a store window. "OOOOoohh!" he squelled in delight, "I MUST have that!" '
Vegeta: STOP IT! *sigh* you can call me 'Veggie-chan...
PA+Bulma: YIPPE!
PA: Please read the next chapter everyone! Veggie-chan will give you a cookie that he will bake himself.
Vegeta: I neve said that!
PA: ' "Do you have any matching jewerly for this outfit? I'm going to dance around in the street and want to look my best!" The sales woman smiled and pulled out a big box filled with the most beutiful gems the prince had ever seen! '
Vegeta: *sigh* D'ya want chocolate chip or oatmeal?