"Cell, do we have to do this?" Kiwi stared pleadingly at the android. Cell snapped, "For the 5th time yes! Now hurry up!" Kiwi let out a groan and gingerly slipped the (now before people get any ideas, Kiwi is in a fitting room and cell is waiting outside) dress over head. When she walked out Cell grinned widely and said, "See, was that so hard? Now come on. Those news people wont wait forever." Kiwi inwardly groaned.
After Cell had taken her, he had gone into Silver City and had forced her to get a new change of clothes. Instead of the training gi she had been wearing, Kiwi now wore a loose fitting red dress that reached her knees. Beneath it she wore black biker shorts. The sleeves of the dress covered only her shoulders. On the front it had flower design…in pink. To Kiwi it looked like a weird cheongsam.
Her feet were covered in rather sexy boots. Kiwi had to admit; she rather liked them. The only damper on the whole situation was that cell had killed three sales people and the others had fled the store. They now stood outside waiting with a dozen camera crews. "Apple-blossom, I nearly forgot to give you my gift." Kiwi looked p just I time to see him whip out his tail and stab her in the back.
"Trunks! Come in side! Cell is on the news!" Trunks stopped in mid punch and rushed inside to join the others. After Cell had taken Kiwi, he refused to believe that she had gone with him; his whole world had come crashing down around him. Trunks sat next to Chichi and Gohan and firmly rested his gaze on the television, hoping to get a glimpse of his…
Cell was on the screen and had a large smirk. "In ten days time I shall be hosting a world tournament. Everyone is invited to come. Also, if anyone should try and destroy (as if) me I'll kill her." He moved aside and everyone in the Kame house gasped. Behind him stood someone who looked a lot like Kiwi.
She wore a red dress and had boots on. Her normally green eyes were now a deep, deep, blue. Her normally black hair now had a reddish hue to it. Her hair had been above her shoulders, now it was down to her waist. Her normally cheerful face had an evil smirk. She spoke, "Cell, darling must we stand here? It's hot." Cell laughed and said, "I hope your watching this Trunks. Kiwi no longer exists. Meet Apple-blossom."
That was the last thing Trunks saw before he destroyed the television.
"Cell, you did a fabulous job with this arena. Now tell me, shall I also take part in these games?" Apple-blossom stared questioningly into Cell's face. Cell shrugged and stood in the center of the arena. "I don't know. I've got to meditate. Destroy anyone who comes." He closed his eyes and fell into a deep meditation. Apple-blossom sighed. Ten days would be a long time.
She closed her eyes. A nap would be good right about now…
'Your not Kiwi.' The male voice made Apple-blossom frown. She had never heard someone who sounded so stern. 'No, I'm not a Kiwi. Who are you?' a man stepped forward and Apple-blossom could only stare in surprise. The man was very handsome. His long, dark hair barely brushed his shoulders. His dark green eyes held anger. 'My name is not of importance to you. I can see that Cell has scrambled your brains'
Apple-blossom frowned once more. 'Don't speak about Cell that way. You know nothing of him.' He smirked. 'And you? I suppose you are now the Cell expert? How much do you really know about him? And while were at it what of your past?' Apple-blossom took a step back. 'M-my past? Cell said I needn't concern myself about it.' 'Cell,' he said frostily, 'Is a fool.' Apple-blossom tried to hit him but he caught her hand.
Another surprise. He was strong. 'Are you really going to hit me? I didn't think so. Come back when your being rational.' He turned and left abruptly. Apple-blossom felt fear grow in he heart. Who was this young man?
Apple-blossom sat up with a start. – It was just a dream. It was just a dream. – She looked back and saw Cell was still in a trance. These ten days would be long. She felt loneliness sweep over her. If only…if only what? If only Trunks were here. Apple-blossom felt herself pale. Who was Trunks? Was he a part of her past? Come to think of Cell had mentioned this man and that Kiwi girl earlier.
Apple-blossom narrowed her eyes. Cell would soon discover she didn't like secrets.
Trunks dodged Krillen's fist and felt his teeth clench. Cell would die. He was going to suffer for taking Kiwi. He was- "Trunks! You need to focus. Some of us aren't saiyans here!" Trunks realized with a blush he had gone super saiyan and had nearly knocked Krillen into the Kame house. "I'm sorry Krillen I'm just…" "Worried? We all are Trunks. Don't worry, we'll get Kiwi back. I'm sure there was a logical reason she left with him."
Trunks felt his shoulder's slump and he whispered, "Yes…I'm sure there is."
Yeah! I finished this chapter! It is about time. Can you believe that this story is nearly done? I cannae believe it! What shall I do when I'm done writing? The world has lost is purpose! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!