A/N: Yes, guys, this is it, the end, unless I decide to go ahead and write those four bonus chapters I talked about. Those will be mostly humor, but I'll let you guys decide if you want to see those or not.
A special thanks to: Silver Shiko, Kat57, charmaine, and Reivin17. Thanks for reviewing my last chapter, you guys have stuck by me, and I appreciate it all. You have seen my baby(story) grow and change, from a sort of lighthearted, to a tear jerker, and a serious work. You have kept me going when I wanted nothing more than to give up on it. Thank you so much, you will never know how much I appreciate each and everyone of you. Thank you.
Rating: R (M)
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Dragonball Z/GT characters, nor do I own the original plot to the manga/anime. But I do own the rights to the plot portrayed in this fanfiction, so back off. Thank you.
Category: Anime: Dragonball Z/GT
Summary: "I want to go to this school in America," I knew at first my parents would disagree, but soon they would relent. I was going undercover as a guy for the next four years, and looking forward to it 100.
Genre: Drama/Romance/Action/Adventure/Sci-Fi/Supernatural/Angst
Information: There will be a surprise in this chapter, but don't worry, you didn't misread the last chapter, just something good happened in the time period that you didn't read.
Undercover
By: Dark Huntress
Chapter 23: Epilogue
The hot summer day beat down on the occupants of Capsule Corps, the blustering blaze of the sun slowing anyone. The sprinkler was turned on, the teenagers Baku, Gouki, and Gaku flirting with the next door girls. Blushed cheeks were spread from one girl to the next as they giggled and admired the bodies of the Saiyans.
Vegeta leaned lazily up against the side of the dome, watching the sky, pondering silently. His chest rose and fell with each breath, his torso shirtless, sweat poring down his face. His black locks still stuck out wildly, yet were slightly weighed down because of the heat. His dark, cold eyes turned to the west, looking at nothing important, yet searching for something that would not show.
A feet away, tending her bed of roses and tulips, Bulma wiped her forehead with dirty hands, a brown smear on her features. Blue locks that had grown to her shoulders were held securely back by an orange bandana that held watering cans and flowers upon the fabric. Her hand worked mechanically, her mind wondering to other places as she looked up into the sky herself, feeling a stray breeze cool her body.
A swing set squeaked as a young girl laughed, her blue hair blowing in her face as she kicked her feet out in joy. Sakura Son giggled in complete happiness as her new summer dress was dirtied even more, grass stains already marring the entire front of the lacy outfit. Shoes had been quickly discarded, a find dusting of dirt covering her feet and legs.
A bird chirped in outrage as a young woman with sapphire hair strolled out leisurely, her equally blue eyes watching her daughter intently. Bra placed herself gently in a lawn chair, the white plastic clean of any summer filth, the furniture outside having been freshly washed. A summer dress sported her body, but unlike her daughter, was free of any grime. A glass of cool tea was held in her grasp, the ice melting rapidly in the cool liquid.
Goten swung tiredly in a hammock not far from Sakura as well, his eyes closed as he breathed in the sweet aroma of life. His chest filled with air as he dozed slightly, his mind releasing him from his troubled thoughts momentarily. He listened intently to his mate's humming, her content movements as she sowed her latest creation that wouldn't turn out any better than the last. He also listened to his daughter, who had stopped in her swinging, and giggled as she slid down the, what he was sure, burning metal slide.
Goku lay peacefully on his back, bathing in the richness of the sun's beams as he was bathed with its sweet life. Small beetles crawled over his body every once in awhile, bringing forth a small chuckled every once in awhile as their tiny legs tickled him just right. The grass ticked his face as he lazily scratched his nose, a fact that halted the sneeze that had been attempting to disturb the tranquility.
Chi Chi rubbed her hands dry with a kitchen towel as she stepped onto the deck, placing herself onto a bench. She watched as the birds landed near her, and ate the seed that Bulma and herself had placed there hours ago. A few hummingbirds buzzed nearby, their small bodies hovering above the flower like feeder hanging from a string. Bees buzzed in the nearby flower pots, their yellow and black bodies zooming about, and Chi Chi found herself transfixed with each creature.
Gohan sat beneath a tree, his face covered by the newest book he had purchased, his body no longer sporting the usual tux but t-shirt and shorts. His glasses slid along his nose, and he found himself continuously pushing them back up, grumbling at the stupid things periodically.
Videl watched in humor as she painted her latest creation, her hobby taking up much of her free time. A beautiful meadow filled with lilacs and sparrows played across the canvas, a bright sun shone down and illuminated itself on a crystal blue lake. A white picket fence surrounded a small cottage that was hidden amongst all of nature, the cobblestone path barely visible beneath the too tall of lush grass.
Two children, one boy and one girl, of about the same age, laughed as they jumped into the cool and refreshing pool. Both bobbed up and down, splashing one another with furious movements of their arms. The young boy had a bowl cut, his dark tendril plastered to his tanned features as the water dripped from each strands. Cool blue eyes closed as another wave of water hit his face, cooling his heated flesh. The small girl giggled wildly, her tied back lavender locks bouncing up and down as she did. Black eyes watched as her brother, Boxer, pushed her beneath the surface of the water.
Bikini soon emerged, and Boxer found himself face to face with a furious, yet threatening sibling. Pouncing, both youngsters disappeared from view, their afternoon play continuing on and on for hours.
And as all this happened about me, I felt a pride well up in my chest for the fact that I knew I was part of this. I was a granddaughter to the laying Goku, and the entranced Chi Chi. I was a niece to the dozing Goten, and a best friend to a sitting Bra. A daughter to a reading Gohan, and a painting Videl. A pupil of the pondering Vegeta, and an assistant to the weeding Bulma. An aunt to Sakura who slid down the slide once again, her legs burning redder and redder each time. And a mother to the two twins who enjoyed drowning one another in their grandparents' pool.
The peace of the afternoon was a cherished moment, one in which I rejoiced in each and every moment. The few cool breezes that wafted through made the afternoon bearable, but not so much so as the fact that peace was reigning over the planet, no more needing to worry of its destruction.
Boxer and Bikini jumped out of the pool, running around me, laughing as the squirted each other with a water gun. A few drops landed on me, my shirt becoming soaked with their play. A chuckle startled me, just before a pair of arms lifted me from my perch, placing me on his lap as he sat in my old seat.
Taking a drink of his lemonade, and laughing as he mockingly glared like his father, I watched at the future we had. I leaned my head against his chest, not caring about the sweltering heat, only listening to the steady and strong hum of his heartbeat.
He kissed my forehead, his hands lifting my chin so I could stare into his deep blue eyes that I had fell in love with a long time ago. His hair was not cut shorter, no longer falling, as bad, into his eyes. Smiling up into his face, I felt my chest swell with love as I saw the same in his irises.
"I love you Panny," I smiled at his nickname, the only one I allowed to call me Panny, while everyone else called me Pan-Chan.
"I love you too...Trunks."
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A/N: YAY! The end! No more! The story is completed! I'm going to miss it, its like watching your child (not that I would know) grow up and leave you. How sad. But I am glad to see it full and complete. Oh yeah, yes, Trunks is alive, Bulma was able to pull Trunks back a few minutes after dawn, and the lights shooting from Trunks' body was Takakazu leaving his body and dying.
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Hey, guys, one more thing before I let you go on your merry little way, I want to know if you want a sequel. Find out all about what that glowing orb was that they put in the one device, about what's going on with Goten, and Chi Chi's secret. Let me know, if you don't that's fine, I really will write it, but only if it will be worth my time. Thanks for all your guys' support.
Dark Huntress