Is This What I Want?

At this point it was becoming hard to believe there was something out there for Elai. It was so hard for her to even try and believe there was something. She sat on her bed cross-legged, her hand holding her head up, and her hair drifting slightly past her elbow. She was watching the stars fly by, wishing on every single one she's find her way home. Home… She wondered if she could even call it that.

A head poked itself into the doorway startling her from her thoughts. His silver hair was gleaming in the cabin light shining a slight yellow radiance to it. He was frowning, but it quickly turned to a smirk. He opened the door a bit more and walked in sitting beside her on the bed.

"Zharia, I always wondered what they would think of me on earth."

"I know you have. I hope you find it someday." He laid the back of his palm on her forehead, and then shook it a bit. "You're warm. Are you sure you're feeling ok?"

"I'm fine," she answered dreamily. "I just want to get there in one piece."

As she was finishing the sentence, the ship rocked to the side, then fell back horizontal. Before she could say anything, Zharia was running. He began to furiously type things as she watched in horror out the window. Was…was that "space pirates"? She fell on the ground as the ship rocked to the side again. Standing on her knees as Zharia started to curse him both mentally and physically. He was trained for this situation! But why is he so afraid?

"Elai, I want you to go to your room! Lock the door and don't open it for anyone unless it's me, got it!" Elai nodded and ran over to the room. She leaned to the door to slam it shut, and slid down to the ground. The ship rocked a few more times, then steadied. She was frightened. Pressing an ear against the door, she heard the conversation.

"Well, well. Lookie here, Captain. It's Prince Zharia, of Denuva." Said one of the men.

At this point Zharia was pressed against the glass surrounded by the men. He looked one of the men in the eyes, and cursed. Stark blue. Jade. He knew they wouldn't have mercy. He had to keep them from Elai!

"There's a woman on board. Goes by the name Elai? Have you seen her?" asked one of the other ingrates.

"She was kidnapped on Halli. I don't know where she is." Answered Zharia.

"Bullshit!" Jade yelled. "Harvard, Lake, Check every single cabin on board. Lester, take him to the ship."

Elai was scared. She had to act soon. She pressed a hand to her stomach. If not for her, then her future. She went over to the window and pressed her face to the glass. Zharia was being dragged, unconsciously to the ship. She fell to her knees knowing she was as good as caught. The door rattled a few times, she heard a curse, and someone kicked it open. Before she could react, she was being forcefully drug out of the ship. Before she was out of the room, she reached out and grabbed her picture.

Zharia was thrown against the wall again at full force. He knew this was the end. He'd promised her they wouldn't go down this way. No, he swore. He would hold ground. For her, he told himself. As Zharia was looking up, he saw Elai being drug by her hair, and tossed to the wall. She began to get up, then fell like a doll. Elai…

Zharia was furious. He balled his fist until the knuckles were white, and swung at whoever happened to be in the way. The force took out the man he aimed at, as well as the one behind him. They fell in tumbles, and stopped. Then he rubbed his neck and looked at his palm. The nails dug in so it drew blood. He watched as another man entered the room. He had with him a small taser. Zharia did a roundhouse kick knocking the taser from the man's hand, and then hit his head with his fist. The man crumpled to the ground. Some Pirates, he thought.

He ran over and fell to his knees beside Elai. Pulling her into his lap, and softly stroking her hair, he hoped this wasn't the end. No…it couldn't be. There had to be more. He took Elai and tossed her over his shoulder, running to the door. He could make it out, he knew it. Looking around for a clear path, he spotted one. The men on guard there weren't too hard to disarm.

The blue eyes opened to a dimly lit room. She rubbed at them slightly to wake herself up more, and then went to the bathroom to wash her face. She walked back out dressing, and walking to the front. Zharia was sitting at a table with his head down. She coughed, walking over to him resting a soothing hand on his shoulder. When he looked up, he didn't look at her, but instead the wall behind her.

"I'm so, so, sorry, Zharia." She didn't want to cry, but he wouldn't look at her, which told her the odds of her causing this were in her favor.

"My mother died. She was taken captive by space pirates. I was certain that she would have made it. Dad told me to kill them, but I couldn't. I was too weak at heart. I didn't want it to happen again." He looked towards her, but not in her eyes. She noticed the bruise, and then looked away.

"I'm sorry. I've…I've put you in harms way. I-I-I didn't want this to happen, Zha, it was all an accident."

"It's not your fault, Elai." He looked at her wiping a tear from her cheek. He caught her hand and put it on the bruise on his cheek. "Do you see this, Elai?"

"Yes, I-I do." She stuttered in fear he might hit her.

"Elai, I don't know what more proof you need. I've given you everything I can think of, and I've shown you. What do you need!"

She looked away in fear. "Don't yell at me Zharia Icarus Denuva!"

He wasn't certain why she was acting this way, or why she was afraid of him. He put a palm to her forehead, burnt, and pulled away. "Elai, you're sick. Don't you dare deny it. I can see the evidence!"

She nodded, and looked towards the telecommunicater. After a few moments, it went fuzzy, then came to life. Zharia ran over and stood over it.

"Yes. Yes. No. Ok. Yeah, I can do that." He looked over at Elai, smiling. For the first time since forever, she noticed his eyes were brighter then usual. Turning it off, he looked at Elai, then swept her in a bone crushing hug. When she coughed, he set her down and kissed her. Not just a peck on the lips or cheek, he kissed her!

"What's going on, Zharia?" she asked startled.

"See that planet there? The one submerged in darkness? Well, in about an hour it'll be light on this side. We have clearance to land! Elai, do you see? Your home! It's earth!"

Elai was shocked. She backed up a few feet, then looked at him. "Are…are you afraid, Elai?"

"N-no. Just shocked." She ran at him and tackled him. "Zharia! I made it there alive!"

"So did I, Elai! I can be on earth! And not for war!"

Two hours later, Elai and Zharia stood at Capsule Corporation. The young aqua haired girl embraced Zharia, and shook hands with Elai. She had aqua eyes to match perfectly. Beside her stood an older version of her.

"Hello. I'm Bra Briefs, and this is my mother, Bulma Briefs. Welcome to the Capsule Corporation, Miss Elai, and welcome back Zharia." Bra looked him over well. They both looked like hell, so she led them inside. "I'm so very sorry that my older brother couldn't make it. He's very busy with his side-job. Anyway, I'll show you to your rooms."

They entered a large room decorated scarcely, with wood walls. It had old oak furniture, as well. On the other side, was a door that leads to Zharia's room.

"I'm so very sorry that it's not much better, but we can only offer hospitality to so many people." Bra smiled and looked at Elai. "Miss Elai, if you could just follow my mother, it would be wonderful."

Elai was led to a small room full of medical equipment. It smelled like metal, which threw her off a bit. They never had anything this fancy on Denuva! She was instructed to take a seat, so she did so.

"Ok miss Elai, just calm down and lay back. I need to ask you a few questions." Elai laid back and looked the older woman in the eyes. "First off, have you any ailments? Broken bones, bruises…?"

Elai shook her head and remembered Zharia's face. She knew she caused it, but she had to answer the older woman's questions. "No ma'am."

"Alright. You're a wonderful sport. Have you been sick?" Elai looked puzzled, so she re-worded the question. "Have you any trouble eating? Or have you been vomiting lately?"

"Yes. I mean…Sometimes." She looked the older woman in the eye. She seemed so familiar…

"Alright. Any tenderness or swelling?" Bulma looked away to the monitor and started to take notes.

"Yes. In a few spaces more then one."

"Alright, any mood-swings?" Elai nodded. Bulma took out a small machine. She instructed the younger woman to lift her shirt, so she did so. The machine was cold, but she coped.

"Now, look over to the monitor there." She pointed to a grey and black monitor, looking back to Elai. "I know you can't see it too well right now, but right here," she said drawing a small circle around it with her finger. "Is your problem. You may not understand right now, but you're pregnant, and I don't know who did this. Your baby is still small, so being thrown around all those times shouldn't affect it right now."

Elai had a blank expression. The only person…Zharia! "Excuse me," she said hopping from the table and running into the hall. "ZHARIA!"

Zharia was standing with Bra, who was applying ointment to his wounds. "What is it, Elai?"

"Zharia, I need to talk to you alone. Please." She turned and walked away, then stopped. "When you have a moment,"

He gently pushed Bra aside and walked to her, laying his hands on her shoulders. "What's wrong? You look upset."

"I need to know…well…first, do you love that girl?"

"Love her? I hardly know her. She's just being Hospitable."

She took his arm and led him up to her room, leaning against the door, when he entered.

"Zharia…You're going to be a father!" As soon as that was said, Zharia fell to the floor with a loud thud at her feet. She looked down at him, and drug him to the bed laying him down. What a nice way to react to fatherhood!

That's the end of chapter 5. I hope you liked it, and please, PLEASE review! Sorry it took so long to update. I'm having trouble writing this one and not making it too dramatic or mary-sueish. Please don't hate me if I make it romantic. I'm taking a vote!

If you want me to make her love Zharia, then put a Z at the end of your review. if you want it to be Trunks, then put a T at the end of the review! If I don't get many reviews, then I'll just continue in my original direction. Not to put any pressure on you, or anything. -wink, wink-

As always,
Kit