Sorting out the affairs
Five chapters in less than a week! I am so proud. Not much to say today, except that I would indeed like some more reviews. I've only gotten two so far! Two! That isn't much at all, not much at all... I've got more than twice the amount of chapters than reviews! I would surely appreciate some more.
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On with the chapter!
Yukiko uneasily shook the man's hand. She stammered, N-n-nice to meet you... My Prince?
Vegeta laughed, and said, I like this girl, she knows where her loyalties lay. That would be good in our empire, or what was. He then walked into the house to treat his wounds.
Bulma looked after her husband in distaste, sometimes his attitude irritated her to the point of her turning super Saiyan herself. She told the girl, Don't worry about him, sometimes he still thinks he is on Vegeta-sei. He acts like that a lot. I can't believe he blew up the gravity machine again though! They don't grow on trees. Trunks dear, what time is it? We need to alert her father soon, do you think we should meet him at the school or contact him once he gets home?
Trunks looked at Bulma at the mention of his name, and thought for a moment before replying with, I don't think we should go back to the school anytime soon, those girls will remember, even if they aren't easily believed, they would have been found in a room with a scorch mark and them strewn all over the place.
Bulma walked over to Yukiko and said, Okay, that sounds like a plan, I'll get the hover car started up, or would you rather fly her and leave me out of it? How are you feeling dear? You put yourself through quite an affair today.
Trunks said that he thought the hover car was a good idea, while Yukiko said
Trunks looked uneasy, and Bulma walked into a garage before she heard Yukiko's question. They heard the sound of the vehicle powering up, and Trunks said, Yes, it's another ability of the Saiyans, we can fly. Come on, we've got to talk to your father about this. And your mother.
Yukiko followed Trunks to the hover car, which was rather expensive. In fact, she hadn't ever seen it on the market yet. Trunks got into the back seat, and she followed him. She found Bulma in the front seat. When she closed the door Bulma opened the garage door by a remote, then they hovered out of the building, towards town. Where do you live Yukiko?
Yukiko looked to Bulma and told her the address, before returning to look out the window. There was so much running through her head, so many questions. She barely saw the scenery passing quickly out of the window. She didn't notice she was in her home until Trunks shook her. Bulma was inside, with a bag of capsules in her hand, waiting by the elevator.
Trunks got out, Yukiko soon following, and went over to the elevator. Yukiko muttered Top floor as they got into the lift.
Trunks gave her a reassuring pat on the back, saying, I know how you feel... It's a big thing, knowing that you are stronger than everybody else... But it can be worth it, believe me. Who knows what will happen now, you could be in for what you have been looking for all of your life. All the response he got was a simple
The elevator, after a rather quiet trip, opened up on the top floor. Yukiko knew her dad wouldn't be home yet, he didn't pick her up at least thirty minutes after school ended, and school hadn't even ended yet.
The metal doors slid open, reminding Yukiko of a set of jaws. The trio stepped out, and walked down the hall, to Yukiko's home.
She took out her house key, and unlatched the door. Everything seemed in painful detail. She heard the key slide in, and the lock as it turned, and unlatched itself from the door. The door creaked open, she needed to oil it. Her feet stumbled, brushing up against the carpet as she walked inside, and plopped onto the couch. She heard the fabric rubbing up against itself. She heard Trunks and Bulma walk in, felt the vibrations as they each sat down on the couch.
Trunks filled Bulma in of the fact that her father, after going to the school, would figure Yukiko had just walked, and would drive home. It would be almost an hour before he arrived though.
Yukiko thought suddenly, that because she was amongst a... What was it again? This was all too new to her... She could now let her tail be free. She hesitantly let her tail unwrap itself from around her waist, and laid it down on the couch, where it sat, feeling rather good and free away from the confines around her waist.
Trunks had brought her schoolbag, he had set it down on the end of the couch they were all sitting on. Yukiko, had taken the end, while Trunks the middle, and Bulma the opposite end. It was a rather awkward wait, as Yukiko was milling over all she was told.
Suddenly a voice broke the silence. It was as if someone had shattered a stain glass window, and shouted at the top of their lungs that they were guilty of the crime. Yukiko asked, How? How could I be this... Whachamacallit, while neither my dad, or my mom, have any traits of their own of this? They surely aren't, they have never shown any signs. And from what you are telling me... This would be something you'd find out earlier rather than later in your life. How?
Both Trunks and Bulma looked at Yukiko, Trunks had a look of a person who hadn't a clue what to do, but wanted desperately to help, while Bulma was calculating something, before saying, I truly, do not know... It could be one of a million things, from that you were adopted, to that one of your parents was stripped of their Saiyan traits and banished to earth. From what Vegeta says, their technology was much more advanced than ours, and therefore, they could have done something of the sort.
Yukiko nodded in agreement, then went back to the silence for a few moments... The million questions had just tripled, but there was nothing she could do. At this point, any question she asked, would seem to raise many more questions.
After a few moments, Yukiko again broke the silence, Trunks... You haven't been to my home before, what do you think? Would you like to see my room? She knew it was clean, she cleaned it about once a week, and normally on weekends. It was monday, so she knew it wasn't too bad.
Trunks heartily agreed, and after hauling himself and Yukiko off the couch, they walked around the house, Yukiko telling Trunks This is a bathroom, one of two, or This is the kitchen And other rooms. She ended the tour with her own room. She was calming down a little bit, she was still trembling slightly. Her room was unique, to say the least. On the walls, was an assortment of things, from posters of movies and bands, to shirts and hats, artwork, all assortments of things. She had a bean bag chair, and a large bed, with a desk to the side. Her window showed a wonderful view of Orange Star, as she was in one of the larger buildings of the city.
Yukiko laid down on the bed, sinking into the soft depths of her comforter, letting the blanket absorb her problems. She asked Trunks, Would you like to come sit with me? Dad won't be home for another half an hour or so, we have plenty if time.
Trunks, slightly hesitantly, had a seat next to the girl. She rolled over and smiled at him. The smile, however pained it was, was still genuine. He smiled back, and laid back into the bed, commenting on how soft it was.
Yukiko and Trunks looked at each other for a few moments, before Yukiko asked, Trunks? How many others are there? Besides you, Vegeta, and I? Because... When I grow up, I'm gonna want to get married... And I doubt any human would want to marry this. She then waved her tail in the air.
Trunks thought for a moment, before listing, Well... There is Goku, he is one of the most powerful people I have ever seen. Then there is his son... He is about Eleven right now. His name is Gohan, and he is also one of the most powerful I have seen... I think that is about it... Not much selection there... There may be more... But a powerful being destroyed the planet back when my father was just a child, and not very many had survived.
She looked rather shocked, she had expected a population estimation, not names. Maybe names for people on earth, but not names of all the Saiyans alive. After a moment of silence she said, Well there goes my dreams for the future... Unless you and I get together... Yukiko shifted slightly on the bed.
Trunks gave her a questioning look, before playfully bouncing the bed, so she flew into the air a few inches. Yukiko, still in the air, giggled, and forced herself down and bounced Trunks back. She did it more forcefully than she had intended, and he hit the ceiling, creating a crack. The bed broke. He came sailing down and they both bounced a few times before it balanced out again. The bed was still sleep able in, just... The frame was demolished.
Trunks, after stopping his laughing fit, said, Sorry Yuki, sorry, I didn't think that would happen. I can pay for that you know...
Yukiko, still laughing full, answered him with, No no no, it's fine. I've been begging my parents for months to get something new, now they have a reason! Thanks Trunks! She laughed again.
They both heard the lock in the front door unlock, and they both became silent. Yukiko, first, hurried out of the room, to the front hall, Trunks soon after. In the front door, was a man that was rather tall, with the same Onyx hair his daughter had, down to his back. He was rather skinny, and timid. He looked like if you shook hands with him too forcefully, you could break his arm.
He caught the worried look on his daughter's face, and saw the two others. He asked her, what's wrong sweetie? And who are these people? He came into the house, and set down his belongings onto the floor by the door.
Yukiko turned to Trunks, introducing him, then to Bulma, introducing her. Yukiko's father said, Ahh, the famous Trunks I keep hearing about, we finally meet! Good to meet you. He walked over to Trunks, and shook hands with him.
Bulma came foreword then, and in turns shook hands with the man, and said, We have a lot to talk about sir. I apologize, but I did not catch your name.
He told her, that his name was Kane. Then she said to him, We have too much to talk about to be slow... First of I need to say that either you or your wife is not human.
Yukiko's father, who after a blood test, proved to be the Saiyan parent, got the long version of everything, while Yukiko listened. There were several times of disbelief, but after a short demonstration by Trunks, those doubts vanished. It took several hours for Bulma to explain everything that they knew about Saiyans, and Yukiko slipped away to her room about half way through, motioning for Trunks to go with her.
Inside of her room, she let out a long held breath, before curling up on her bed, motioning Trunks to sit beside her. From the depths of the girl's blankets Trunks heard, Trunks? What's going to happen? My dad isn't human... And I'm only half... Does this mean I have to become a warrior or something? Am I going to need to take special training or something? Am I going to need to leave my family? Yesterday I was just a normal girl... With a little bit of a tail... And now... I'm not even human!
Trunks couldn't tell for sure, but he was pretty sure that Yukiko was crying. He hesitantly placed a hand on her back, gently rubbing it ina comforting faction, before answering her, I doubt much will change. We can get it so the girls are disbelieved, and indeed, you may become a warrior. It will probably be me and you training, maybe a little with my father. And you know what? Today today you are still just a normal girl, your a normal saiyan girl, and I think it makes you all the more attractive. There is a lot of perks to being in this group, we are the earths special forces, and you won't even be the weakest, you will be among the strongest. Most of us are human, and don't even fight in the intense battles. There is always danger, but that is part of being a Saiyan, I know you'll love the challenges that your heritage will provide Yuki.
Yukiko turned her head to look at Trunks, and smiled. He tear stained face looked as if it had been broken, and had a kindergartner mend it with cheap glue. All the same, the look was sincere, she was silently thanking Trunks for being there for her, when nobody else was, Trunks, you've done so much... I wish there was some way I could repay you... But I'm so confused right now, this morning I thought i was human, and now, I find that wasn't true. I guess I'll be spending a lot more time with you now.
Trunks agreed with her with a nod of the head. It was well after dark now, and it sounded like Bulma and Kane weren't even near the end of conversing and planning. Trunks thought for a moment, then said, Would you like to go do something? I don't think I've mentioned flying yet...
Yukiko looked at Trunks, and said, Flying! We can fly! She sat up quickly and hopefully.
Trunks chuckled, and said, Yes, of course we can fly, one of the best parts... Well besides the fireworks. He got up and walked over to the door, telling his mom and Yukiko's father that they were going out for a while.
He then went back to Yukiko, and opened the large window on the side of her room. He then motioned for her to come and when she did, he grabbed her around the waist and lifted off. Slowly at first, in order to let her get used to the sensations of flying. He lifted them both high into the air, and picked up speed slightly as they got higher. Trunks then went off to the side, at unbelievable speeds.
The sensations Yukiko was feeling were nothing but unique. If she had to explain it, she would have to say exhilarating wouldn't even scratch the surface.
They slowed, as they were over a forest. There were mountains and rivers everywhere. The absence of the moon, ever since it was shot out of the sky by an unknown force years and years ago, before Yukiko was born, made things darker than human eyes could appreciate, but Yukiko's eyes weren't human, and she could see what was below. Rivers twinkled, and the tips of trees swayed slightly in a wind.
They softly landed by a like. The depths were shrouded in darkness, even for their saiyan eyes. Large fish swam just below the surface. Night creatures could be heard all around. Large rocks provided seating and the lake sparkled as though an invisible light shone on it.
Trunks sat down on a rock, setting down Yukiko as well. I thought I'd take you here... One of my favorite places on earth. It's where I always go to think. It is a perfect place to watch the sunrise. You could say it was romantic I guess.
Yukiko scooted closer to to Trunks, and whispered to him, Indeed, indeed it is very romantic. She placed her head on his shoulder.
After a few minutes of silence, Trunks asked Yukiko, How long have I known you? How did I miss your saiyan powers? How did I miss your beauty?
Yukiko looked up at him. Her eyes still occupied with confusion at all she'd heard and seen today. She thought for a moment, before answering with, I don't think I've ever thought to try to test my limits. You've known me for about half a year now. And my beauty... Could be that we've just been too close of friends. You tend to not look when it's your good good friend. I guess this brought us together in a different way than friends.
Trunks and Yukiko locked eyes, before Trunks said, And bent in towards her. Yukiko bent in as well, and they shared a kiss. It wasn't an overly passionate kiss, it wasn't a meaningless kiss. It was just perfect.
After a few moments they parted. Yukiko was blushing slightly, and they both said, There were a few moments of awkward silence before Yukiko said, I think we should get going home... Our parents might be worrying.
Trunks agreed, and gathered Yukiko up in his arms, before blasting off. Now that she was more used to flying, they went faster than last time, and floated into Yukiko's room in under a minute.
It seems that the two parents were finished talking about the saiyan problem, and had now moved on to a small dinner. Both saiyans' stomachs grumbled, and they both laughed. Yukiko's eating habits didn't come as an incredibly unnatural thing to her family, all of her family ate an incredibly large amount.
I guess I'll cut it off there, hope you had a good time reading. See you all next chapter.
