Becoming A Saiyan

I have no idea where this is going to go, but I'm going to write this up see what happens to it. It's been about a month or so since I last wrote, so I hope I still have any readers. And those of you who, I'm quoting this one, Why are you writing this? I hate it, you should stop writing this You know what I'm going to say to you? I don't see your fictions. I don't see your works of art, and this happens to be the first fiction I have been able to keep going, so it's not going to be perfect, once you write something worth reading, I'll credit your opinion, but I don't see any of that so far. So quit reading this if you don't like it. Not my problem you decided to read something all the way through that you didn't like now is it?

To all my other reviewers, thank you very much for reviewing.

Lets just see where this goes...

Chapter Six, Becoming a Saiyan

Yukiko woke up in her usual bed, to the same annoying alarm clock. The sun in her eyes as she opened them. She moaned and rolled over, hitting the snooze button on her clock. It took her a few moments to realize that it was a saturday, and whoever put her alarm clock on would die. She hated getting up early on weekends. She hated it more when she had been having a really good dream in her sleep.

It was crazy, she thought she was crazy for dreaming it up. She had finally gotten Trunks, and she found out that she was part of some nearly extinct alien race called Saiyans. The whole thing was crazy, but it was indeed a good dream.

Rolling over again, deciding she wouldn't be able to fall asleep again because of the stupid alarm clock, got up and moved towards the door, connecting her room to a bathroom, connecting her to a nice hot shower. Always an enjoyment in the mornings.

When she got out, going into the kitchen looking to cure her hunger, she found her father dressed and hurriedly eating, with food ready for her as well. When she walked in he shoved the food in her direction, saying, Hurry up and eat, we need to be at the Brief's residence in fifteen minutes.

Yukiko quickly sat down, and started eating. Confused as ever. When she finished, rather quickly, she asked her father, Why are we going there? Do you have some sort of business thing with capsule corp.?

He looked at her like she has lost her marbles, then replayed with, Don't you remember? You've got to go see Trunks, you need to learn how to control yourself, remember? Your Saiyan.

Her mouth dropped open, so it wasn't a dream! She actually could destroy the people she didn't like... Brought many new possibilities... She was really with Trunks now, or, they had kissed...

Her father got up, and headed to the door, motioning for her to come.

Yukiko took a last look around the kitchen, before getting up. Her father looked at her and smiled, opening the door for her as she walked out of the apartment. As he closed and locked the door he said, I can understand why you can't remember though. You fell unconscious right after I tested positive for the Saiyan blood. You were out all night long. Thrashing about and talking as well, it sounded as if you thought you were flying. Trunks left after you fainted and Bulma was here until the early hours of the day. It was a long night.

She stopped in her tracks, remembering Trunks and her night together, and knowing that nothing had happened. She paused only a moment, before following her father down the hall and to the elevator, leading to the Brief's home.

The day had been long and boring. The previous day, Yukiko had listened to Trunks speak of all the things she could do as a Saiyan, but today, she just sat, as Trunks drabbled on, and on, about techniques, precautions, the need to not be noticed in the human world. For Yukiko, it was in one ear and out the other.

Finally Trunks got up from the lawn chair he had been sitting in. He had been lecturing her in the back of the Brief's large yellow home, near something that looked suspiciously like a space ship, on the lawn furniture.

As he got up, Trunks said, Now it's time for the fun part. Lets see what you can do. He walked toward the space ship, and pressed a series of buttons to open a door. As the door opened and the ramp slid down, he walked up the ramp, Yukiko quickly following.

The door quickly closed behind Yukiko. She watched as Trunks went to a control panel. He looked at her, sizing her up. Even though your Saiyan... You haven't had any experience... Lets try you out at only double gravity today... With that he paunched a number into the control panel, and Yukiko felt the change in gravity.

It wasn't extremely bad, but it was more than she was used to. She hopped around on each foot a few times to gain her bearings. Watching her ease on this, Trunks smiled and pressed a few more buttons. Yukiko nearly tripped after this, and had to clench her teeth, as well as every other muscle in her body to stay up. She noticed Trunks was just standing there grinning at her, not having any trouble with the increased weight.

Trunks stepped away from the control panel, and walking towards her, said, This is where we'll start then. Pretty good gravity level for someone as untrained as you though... The first time I trained I was on regular gravity, this is fifty times gravity. Your doing well. Now lets try some normal exercises.

For the next couple hours, they performed simple strength training activities, but with a slight difference. Yukiko did more sit-ups in this session than she ever had in her life. They rarely stopped for a break, and Trunks never lowered the gravity.

It had been what seemed like days before Trunks finally said that it was time to go. Yukiko was sore and tired from the day of training, of what seemed like simple exercises. It was sundown when they stepped out into the world once more. There was some refreshments on the patio table, and they both sat down.

Yukiko greedily drank all that was provided After a few cups of refreshments, and a few doughnuts, she laid back in her chair, gazing at the golden horizon. After a few moments of silence, she spoke to Trunks, I never want to do that again.

Trunks laughed at her, and told her, You better get used to it. We're gonna be doing it allot more, and more extensive as well. This achieved him a groan from the girl. Laughing again, he continued, Your lucky Vegeta didn't find you, if he trained you, you would probably be in a body cast right now.

This remark got Yukiko to become silent, as she looked toward the house fearfully, knowing Vegeta was in there, she said, I think I'll just quit this whole Saiyan thing, way too much work... And many scary guys...

Trunks downed another drink, and said, You'll live through it, anyway, tomorrow, sunday, there's gonna be a picnic that all of the Z fighters as well as family are going to go to, do you want to go? You'll meet the strongest guys on earth, as well as a few more Saiyans.

Yukiko agreed, saying it sounded like fun. As the sun was slipping behind the horizon, Yukiko's dad came to the back yard for the girl, and took her home. The girl was asleep before they got to their apartment, and her dad had to carry her to her bed.

Well, what do you think? Read and review, I know it's a shorter chapter, but I'm tired and I wanted to get this out.