The Boy of Her Dreams

Elai sat beside the bed for an hour before Zharia woke up again. His bright eyes were fixed on hers, and unmoving. He had t o know if it was just a dream. It had to have been. There's no way this happened to him. He loved Elai to death, but she'd never be excited about bearing his child. Even when they talked about it she told him a flat out no.

"Zharia?" She reached over and brushed some of his locks out of the way. He was sweating, so she ran a sleeve of her shirt over his forehead. Maybe he was coming down with something?

"Elai," he whispered hoarsely grabbing her wrist. "Tell me, are you lying to me?"

"No," she answered, then looked at her wrist. He was holding it a bit tight… "I've never lied to you, and now is a bad time to start, don't you think?"

"Elai," She winced when he yanked her arm causing her to fall on the floor. "You have to be lying. I know it. You've never been this excited about this."

"You're hurting me!" She tried to pull away, but he had a vice-grip on her and wasn't about to cease. "Let me go, Zharia!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Elai. You know how I react to liars. You've known me for 11 years. You should know this."

She shrieked and pulled away glaring him in the eye. "Zharia, you murder people who lie to you! You're ruthless! Don't you dare hurt me! And if you can't take the nerve to fess up to your child, then FINE! I'll raise him myself! You don't need a loving child to abuse!"

"Elai, I've lived here for 3 years, you can't run from me." He responded coldly.

"Sure she can," piped up a voice from the doorway. "In fact, I've done it before. The secret training grounds. Never heard of it, have you? I bet not."

Elai couldn't bear to look away. Never had she seen Zharia's eyes so cold, so demonic. Was this still the same Zharia she grew up with?

"Miss Jena, my mother is down the hall. Go meet her, if you will."

"I-I can't move." It was true. She seemed to be frozen in place. Either it was zharia's arrogance, or she was just afraid. Maybe both. The strange man took her from underneath, and carried her down the hall handing her to his black-haired friend, who was standing with his mother.

"And now, for you, Mr. Denuva." He looked the man over, his ki was low. How pathetic. "I believe that is in no way to treat the woman who is carrying your child. Especially one that beautiful. Have you no shame? She has to carry your genes around for 9 months, then birth it, and even raise it alone now, all because you're afraid to admit it's possible. He heartless. You must not be a fighter, because if you were, you would know that even the weakest person has feelings. Your wife, daughter, colleague, whatever she may be, is in danger because of you, and you can't even have the decency to thank her for carrying your child?"

"You bastard!" Zharia was about to get up, but stopped when a hand closed over his mouth. The other person carried him out the window and dropped him on the deck, kicking him a few times.

"I believe you're the bastard. What's your name, Sailor?"

"Zharia Icarus Denuva. Yours?"

"Trunks Vegeta Briefs. I remember you. You're the one who tried to knock up my sister. So what, you go around charming people, impregnate them, and leave?"

"Elai was my friend since she was kidnapped and brought to my planet. I saved her! Don't make me out the bad guy! I've loved her for 11 years. 11 years, damn it! She wouldn't have me! I was informed I had to escort her back here, to her home, and I did. I can't get involved with her. I have to go back."

"What a load of shit. If you don't want the child, then don't make up lies. At least do the girl a favor and put her out of her misery."

Zharia was shocked. No one ever talked to a prince like that. Ever. "I would never lie. I can't."

"Then tell the truth, you sorry excuse for a human."

Elai writhed and squirmed to break the hold. When that didn't work, she started kicking and biting. Obviously the person holding her was a lot stronger. She let out a scream that caused Zharia to look up. Elai, forgetting she was an alien, she went into super-saiyan form, and kicked him in the knees.

The man looked up and gasped. "Holy shit!"

She held her knee because it was bruised, then looked at the man. "I am so so sorry! I didn't mean to...well I did, but I didn't want to hurt you!"

"W-Who are you?"

"Me?" she asked shocked. She held a hand out to him to help him up. He graciously accepted it, and stood up. He had on a suit, and glasses. Pushing the glasses further up his nose, he looked at Elai.

"My name is Gohan, but who are you?"

For some reason the name struck a spark in her memory. Maybe she knew him at one point. "E-e-Elai Jena."

"I'm glad to have met you, Miss Jena. Would you like to stay with us?"

"Stay?"

"My wife and I. We lost our daughter about 11 years ago, but you can stay in her room." She looked over at the man and smiled.

"Thank you, sir. I really, really appreciate it."

"Your…Holy shit, what are they doing!" He ran out the balcony to the edge, then jumped off. "Trunks! What are you doing! Don't kill him!"

"He treated the poor girl like she wasn't worth his time! I can't let him get away with that!"

"Stop!" Elai stood at the edge of the balcony, then let herself fall. She landed gracefully on her feet, then ran at Trunks and hit him with a full-on blow to the jaw. In reflex, thinking it was Zharia, he hit her in the stomach, causing her to fall to her knees in pain. Zharia laid on the ground coughing up blood. At this point he had 3 broken ribs, and a broken arm. He got up, and stood wavering a moment, then passed out. Elai…

"Zharia!" She crawled over and lay on his side. By now it had registered just who Trunks had hit. He took her by the arm and helped her up. She was only 3 months' along, but it could still do a bit of damage. He made her stand strait, then leaned down to press a hand to her stomach. "Don't touch me!" She slapped him hard on the face. "Don't you come near me! My friend is laying there dying, worry about him, not me!"

Gohan went over and gently picked up the unconscious man and carried him inside. Trunks stood looking on with no remorse at all. He noticed something slightly glinting on the ground, and went to pick it up. It was a picture…there was 7 people in it…He was one of them! Elai looked at him, then his hands, and tore the picture from his hands.

"That's mine thank you!"

He looked her over, then it hit him full force in the back of the head. "You…you're that…that girl…the one from…my dreams."

Elai blinked, and looked out towards Gohan, then ran inside after them. Trunks stood there watching in absent wonder, when Bra walked over an hour later.

"You're such an ass! Can't you see she loves him!"

"I didn't mean to kill him, Bra." He answered regretfully.

"And I suppose you didn't mean to cause her to miscarry?"

"I-what?" He ran inside to her, and stood beside her a moment or two trying to wake her up. "Don't die!"

"Trunks Vegeta Briefs! You let go of that girl Right now before you kill her too!" Videl walked downstairs and pulled Trunks away from her. "You…you look…familiar…"

Zharia looked over at the woman, shocked.

"She knows you."

"What?" Videl looked shocked.

"In her pocket," he coughed. "There should be a picture."

"Yeah! I saw it!" answered Trunks.

"How does she know us?"

"She used to," he coughed again wiping the blood away with his sleeve. "She used to live here."

"Here? At Capsule Corp.?" asked Bulma, who was now running vital tests.

"No. Nearby. She knew you all personally."

"How?" asked Trunks.

Before an answer was given, Zharia fell unconscious again. Trunks looked at Videl, then the girl. The looked a lot alike. It was almost amazing, since they weren't related. That he knew of. But just how did she know them? She looked a lot like Pan. That would explain the resemblance. That would also explain the feisty attitude and saiyan like qualities. But just why didn't she strike a chord in his hart? He had been deeply in love with her, he should know her a mile away. Yet, why didn't he? She was gone for almost 11 years. Maybe he'd never remember.

"Elai, your one confusing creature."

Elai looked down at her stomach. It was flat now, and she wanted to cry. She had been so happy about this, but now, of all times, she was afraid to even cry. She was afraid she wasn't in her place. She was afraid that no one would remember her. She looked over at Zharia. She wasn't allowed to get up and move around in fear she might break the stitches, but she did anyway. If she was going to bleed to death, it would be by her best-friend's side.

She lay down beside him and wrapped her arms around him crying. She didn't want him to die, but some things can't be avoided. He opened an eye and wrapped his arms around her slender body. And to think, it was his entire fault they were in this predicament. He kissed her softly on the lips, and reached to put a hand on her stomach. She, in turn, took his hand and used it to wipe away her tears.

"What…happ…ened?"

"You were almost killed. Zha, I can't make you laugh or sneeze. If I do you could bleed to death."

He laughed softly at that comment. It really didn't matter to him if he died. Only one person would miss him anyway. And that's sad for someone of his social standings. He hugged her tightly and let go.

"I can't…beli…eve…they…you…"

"Shh." She put a finger to his lips and slid off the bed. She went over to the counter and picked up a small pill. It was supposed to be used on her if she never healed right, but she was fine, so she used it on Zharia instead. He winced in pain from trying to swallow it, but managed just fine, and fell asleep.

Elai changed her clothes with the ones put out for her, and walked upstairs to the family room. She wasn't within sight, but could hear everything being said.

"She can't be related to us. There's just no way." Goten looked at Trunks and grinned.

"How else to you explain it? There were only 2 saiyan's left. Goku, and Vegeta. She's only 18-19, so she was born a little later then me. How else could she have survived?"

Videl nodded and looked at Gohan, resting her head on his shoulder. Gohan couldn't look at Trunks now. Not after what he did to her. That poor girl. "Trunks, if she is my daughter, I'll kill you, I swear to kami. There was no right for you to have killed her baby. No right in the planet. And that poor man with her…you could have restrained yourself! I know you could have!"

Trunks glared at him. "I couldn't care less about that mutt she's with. She's a beautiful girl, yes, but when you impregnate someone, she shouldn't, ever, be afraid to have that baby. When someone is terrified of what—"

"Trunks, you heartless bastard! Everyone when it's they're first time, they're going to be afraid! When I was pregnant with you, I was terrified to even want to go through with it! I wanted to die! I wasn't alone when I found out that your father actually cared." Said Bulma.

"I've never had a child before. I was hoping that for once I could experience the adventure of being a mother. Why must it be ruined!" Elai stood in the back of the room watching them converse. "You don't know me. I should have stayed at that slave camp! At least they would have let me keep my baby! You're all heartless! I can't believe I was trying to find you!"

That's the end of chapter 6. I really hop you guys liked it.