Queen Luana : I guess it's a fase I'm in, writing about horrors. I first wanted to pick Gohan for the job, but realised Trunks was more fit for it. And besides, Gohan already got a part in 'The ring'

Gohan: Some part! I died AND I was going out with you!

Queen Luana: Like you didn't like it!

Gohan: Gush, I –I didn't – you – (blushes)

Queen Luana: Thank you, now if you don't mind. Enjoy the first chapter of 'The sixth sense'


The sixth sense – DBZ

Chapter I – Insomnia

Trunks stared at the ceiling, eyes wide, hands clutched around the edge of his blanket. He would not look aside, could not look aside... yet he did. He gasped and stared back at the ceiling. She stood there again. A woman near forty stood at his bedroom window, gazing outside. She wore a long black dress that only reveilled the tips of her higheels. Her arms were crossed and her long black hair was tied back into a ponytail. Please go away, Trunks begged. Please, just leave me alone. She looked at him and Trunks screamed. One of her eyes was gone, as if it had been shot out. He pressed his back against the wall, still screaming loudly. The woman only smiled faintly and looked back outside. Trunks had seen her for so many times now, yet every evening he screamed again at seeing the woman's face. Pretty logical at his age. His bedroom door swung open and a green-haired woman rushed in lifting him from his bed. "Oh Trunks, honey, did you have a bad dream again?" Trunks said nothing but sobbed in his mother's hair. "Oh, poor thing..." she said and left the room. "Vegeta, Trunks had a bad dream!" "Again?" Downstairs she could hear him moan loudly, apparently more interested in the tv than his son. "VEGETA!" Bulma roared. "WHAT?" Vegeta appeared down the stairs. "Get up here and comfort your son!" she snapped. Muttering things he walked upstairs and patted his son slightly on the back. Trunks knew he could tell them it hadn't been a dream. That someone had been standing at the window. Someone dead. But what would it matter? They were adults. Only two believed him and well. They couldn't help him. "Mummy, can I please sleep with you?" he asked his mother with teary puppy eyes. "Oh, but of course sweety!" Bulma said and then glared at Vegeta. "Daddy will sleep on the couch." Struck dumb Vegeta watched his wife returning to her room with Trunks still in her arms. Grumbling he went downstairs and continued watching his sports programme.

Bulma knocked on the door. "Now be very nice and sweet, alright?" Trunks nodded and she gave him a short kiss. Then the door opened. There stood a woman with black hair tied in a knot. She wore a black dress and was holding a hanky which she used to whipe away her tears. "Hi, Chi-Chi, how are you?" Bulma said as she pulled herinto a tight embrasse. "I cried myself to sleep last night..." Chi-Chi sobbed. "And this morning I wanted to go wake them up again..." "There there," Bulma said. "Let's go inside and talk, okay?" She and Chi-Chi head for the kitchen, only Trunks waited in the living room staring at the two people in the couch. One boy with black spiky hair sat there, his one arm around a young brown-haired girl's shoulders. She saw Trunks first and slapped the boy against his chest. He looked up and saw Trunks standing there. They waited a few moments, then Trunks lowered his head and nodded. They both sighed, stood up and together they went outside.

"How are you?" the girl asked Trunks and he shrugged. They were sitting down at a lake, the sun burned at the sky. A true summer's day. "Still seeing dead people," Trunks sighed. She smiled sadly and stroke through his purple hair. "Figures," the boy chuckled. "We're not having such a good time either. You know, being dead is kinda lonely." "Gohan, don't saddle him up with your problems!" the girl snapped and he held his hands in defence. "Sorry! But it's true, right? You'd like to go back to your family as well. Don't go and pretend you're happy, Luana." She sighed and looked at Trunks. "Don't mind him, Trunks, he's a bit moody today." Gohan sniffed and stared at the lake. Trunks looked up and looked back down again. Luana observed the lake but saw nothing. "Who do you see?" Trunks sniffed. "Two little girls swimming..." Luana hugged him. "Hush, poor thing." Although Luana was hushing him, he could still hear children's laughter. They were about his age, maybe a little younger. Who would let such young girls near a lake on their own... "Hey Lu, I'm just wondering, why isn't dad here?" "Gohan, please..." "What? You're here, I'm here, so where's dad?" "Look, if you haven't got anything better to do than complain aout your life – death or whatsoever, then leave!" Luana hissed at him. He stared at her, then stood up and strode off, stamping with his feet. She shook her head and then smiled at Trunks. "So, how are you? What's up with your mum and dad?" "They're okay..." She stopped, realising it was a sensitive subject. The poor kid, so young and so many things on his mind. Then he looked at her, tears in his eyes. "Why won't they leave me alone, Luana?" She wanted to hug him but he stood up. His mother was approaching them and Luana rose from the ground. "Till next time, Trunks." "Wait! What do I have to do! I'm scared at night! There's a woman standing in my room and-and-and..." "Hush," she said. "Trunks, what are you doing here on your own?" Bulma asked. Luana stepped backwards. "Let's go home, alright?" Bulma took Trunks by hand and together they walked away. Throwing a final look over his shoulder, Trunks saw Luana waving at him.


Queen Luana: I know, it sucked. But it's my first chapter, alright? Give me some time to brain storm and if you'd like some more ideas and I'll try to write a better chap next time.

Gohan: Cool! So I'm in this story after all!

Queen Luana: Of course cuteface.

Gohan: And uh, you and I are still a couple...

Queen Luana: Like you aren't happy.

Gohan: ... Shut up!

Queen Luana: Yeah, it's somewhat a sequel to The ring.

Gohan: Hey, couldn't you let Vegeta die or something?

Vegeta: I heard that!

Queen Luana: Now, be a good boy and ask them to review. You too, Vegeta.

Gohan: Ugh, please review...

Vegeta: Or get bent!

Queen Luana: Heh, you're the best Vegeta.