Lavender and Pink
Disclaimer: look, I'm just a simple unemployed high school student, there's no way I own dbz.
a/n: well, the reviews seemed to have stopped at 53, but since I'm such a nice person, I'll add another chappie anyways. ^_^ v, *peace*
Chapter 19: Her Story (part 2)
Dashi sat silently on the swing set in Kibo Park, mentally cursing herself for reacting so foolishly. Not only had she fled from the encounter she'd been training for her whole life, but in her pj's no less! Marai Trunks slowly approached the girl and sat on the swing set himself. "Are you al-"
"I'm Doku!" Dashi shouted suddenly. She had been keeping so many things to herself that she felt near bursting if she didn't tell someone.
"You're..." Trunks blinked a few times in confusion, "... but you-" Dashi cut him off one again by quickly standing and powering up to SSJ mode. Her hair struggled to rise in its golden weight but when she went to the next level it shortened into the infamous blonde spikes. Trunks was speechless. The sunglasses hide Dashi's eyes; the gloves hide her slender hands, and the baggy long-sleeved fighting gi - which seemed to slow the fighter down- were all used to keep the fact that Doku was a girl a secret. But if Dashi was Doku, than she was a saiya-jin. "How? How are you saiya- jin?"
The girl sighed and reverted back to normal. "I was born on our home world, Vegita-sei, and I was different. Besides the obvious physical abnormalities, I also have odd traits that were never heard of in our race. I also didn't much like fighting. King Vegita couldn't stand me; I was a mockery of the proud warrior race, so he sought to kill me on my mother's birthday."
"That's awful." Trunks had no idea his grandfather was so cruel.
Dashi plopped herself onto the sand. "I would have been killed right before the king if a woman, I suppose it was the queen, hadn't argued with him. She claimed it was cowardly to kill a child. So, instead of killing me, they tossed me in a pod and shot me off into unknown territory. The only things I had with me were the clothes on my back and a small box in my pocket containing my mother's birthday gift."
Trunks looked at the girl wrecked with sorrow. "The earrings." Dashi nodded. "There's something I don't get though," the male began, "How are you my age? You should be much older than this."
The girl grabbed a handful of sand and watched it slid through her fingers. "I guess time ran differently on Nabya."
"Nabya?"
"The planet I landed on." Dashi sighed deeply, remembering her time there. "The inhabitants had light teal skin, pointed ears, and silver hair. I made few friends, but they were good ones. On one particularly cloudy day, Avena was teaching me an old technique called 'Reline Hominis' and it got out of control." Dashi shook slightly and clenched her hands tightly. "I... I blew up the planet... I didn't mean to kill them or destroy their world, I swear it!" Her yellow eyes began to water but she refused to cry. "Somehow Avena shoved me in my pod just before it went. I set it in the direction of Vegita-sei and flew right through where the planet was and I just figured that we relocated and reset to search for saiya-jin life forms. I landed here, on Earth, two years ago in a forest near a small house. I saw a happy woman and a little boy, there was no way they were saiya-jin, so I figured the pod was busted and wandered around for a while."
Trunks looked down at Dashi's white knuckles and sighed, taking in everything she'd said. "I...it's not your fault that Nabya exploded. You were dealing with forces you never had before. I bet not a single Nabya-jin in otherworld holds you responsible."
"Really? You think so?"
"I'm positive. Now, about this whole you're-scared-of-my-dad thing. He's not the Vegita you remember. He was most likely no older than you were when you left planet Vegita."
Dashi cocked her head in thought. "Then... he is Prince Vegita." She lifted her eyes to meet Trunks's and half-smiled. "Sorry about my actions earlier." They held each others gaze for a few seconds until Trunks turned his head and broke it. Dashi felt hurt, but kept her mind clear. She felt that the bond would soon break too.
"Come on, we better get back. Mom will skin us alive if we're too late." Dashi nodded and the two walked back in silence.
End chappie
Disclaimer: look, I'm just a simple unemployed high school student, there's no way I own dbz.
a/n: well, the reviews seemed to have stopped at 53, but since I'm such a nice person, I'll add another chappie anyways. ^_^ v, *peace*
Chapter 19: Her Story (part 2)
Dashi sat silently on the swing set in Kibo Park, mentally cursing herself for reacting so foolishly. Not only had she fled from the encounter she'd been training for her whole life, but in her pj's no less! Marai Trunks slowly approached the girl and sat on the swing set himself. "Are you al-"
"I'm Doku!" Dashi shouted suddenly. She had been keeping so many things to herself that she felt near bursting if she didn't tell someone.
"You're..." Trunks blinked a few times in confusion, "... but you-" Dashi cut him off one again by quickly standing and powering up to SSJ mode. Her hair struggled to rise in its golden weight but when she went to the next level it shortened into the infamous blonde spikes. Trunks was speechless. The sunglasses hide Dashi's eyes; the gloves hide her slender hands, and the baggy long-sleeved fighting gi - which seemed to slow the fighter down- were all used to keep the fact that Doku was a girl a secret. But if Dashi was Doku, than she was a saiya-jin. "How? How are you saiya- jin?"
The girl sighed and reverted back to normal. "I was born on our home world, Vegita-sei, and I was different. Besides the obvious physical abnormalities, I also have odd traits that were never heard of in our race. I also didn't much like fighting. King Vegita couldn't stand me; I was a mockery of the proud warrior race, so he sought to kill me on my mother's birthday."
"That's awful." Trunks had no idea his grandfather was so cruel.
Dashi plopped herself onto the sand. "I would have been killed right before the king if a woman, I suppose it was the queen, hadn't argued with him. She claimed it was cowardly to kill a child. So, instead of killing me, they tossed me in a pod and shot me off into unknown territory. The only things I had with me were the clothes on my back and a small box in my pocket containing my mother's birthday gift."
Trunks looked at the girl wrecked with sorrow. "The earrings." Dashi nodded. "There's something I don't get though," the male began, "How are you my age? You should be much older than this."
The girl grabbed a handful of sand and watched it slid through her fingers. "I guess time ran differently on Nabya."
"Nabya?"
"The planet I landed on." Dashi sighed deeply, remembering her time there. "The inhabitants had light teal skin, pointed ears, and silver hair. I made few friends, but they were good ones. On one particularly cloudy day, Avena was teaching me an old technique called 'Reline Hominis' and it got out of control." Dashi shook slightly and clenched her hands tightly. "I... I blew up the planet... I didn't mean to kill them or destroy their world, I swear it!" Her yellow eyes began to water but she refused to cry. "Somehow Avena shoved me in my pod just before it went. I set it in the direction of Vegita-sei and flew right through where the planet was and I just figured that we relocated and reset to search for saiya-jin life forms. I landed here, on Earth, two years ago in a forest near a small house. I saw a happy woman and a little boy, there was no way they were saiya-jin, so I figured the pod was busted and wandered around for a while."
Trunks looked down at Dashi's white knuckles and sighed, taking in everything she'd said. "I...it's not your fault that Nabya exploded. You were dealing with forces you never had before. I bet not a single Nabya-jin in otherworld holds you responsible."
"Really? You think so?"
"I'm positive. Now, about this whole you're-scared-of-my-dad thing. He's not the Vegita you remember. He was most likely no older than you were when you left planet Vegita."
Dashi cocked her head in thought. "Then... he is Prince Vegita." She lifted her eyes to meet Trunks's and half-smiled. "Sorry about my actions earlier." They held each others gaze for a few seconds until Trunks turned his head and broke it. Dashi felt hurt, but kept her mind clear. She felt that the bond would soon break too.
"Come on, we better get back. Mom will skin us alive if we're too late." Dashi nodded and the two walked back in silence.
End chappie