Chapter 22
Questions
"T-Trunks!" Bulma's eyes widened, her restraints forgotten, and her tears tumbled down her cheek.
"Mom… what's wrong? Where am I?" Trunks asked, trying to push himself up to a sitting position on the bed.
"Trunks! Dear, nothing's wrong," Bulma said as she put a firm hand on his chest and pushed him down, unable to hide the racking sobs that overtook her.
"Mom?"
"Trunks, you're alive!" Bulma cried, collapsing on her son in a fit of tears-tears of relief.
"What's wrong, mom? Where am I?"
Trunks could see other saiyans crowding around him, watching him eagerly. Just what was wrong? Why where they watching him like he had almost died? Memory slowly flooded back into his mind.
He had almost died.
"It's ok mom. It's ok," he said quietly, but was not able to hug her back, his arms too weak and injured.
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Vegeta had his head in both hands now as he sat at the edge of the couch, thinking. So many things had to be done, so many things….
A voice broke him from his concentration. "King Vegeta!"
Vegeta's face contorted into an ugly scowl. "This better be good," he growled to himself. Then, louder, he said, "Come in, soldier."
The soldier slammed open the door, his face jubilant. "King Vegeta!"
"Yes, yes, what is it?" Vegeta snapped irately.
"It's Prince Trunks, sir!" the soldier said. "He's awake!"
"What? Now?" Vegeta asked, his eyes losing their harsh look, his scowl disappearing.
"Yes, now!" The soldier said, and then was gone, off to tell others the news.
Vegeta got up and walked hastily out of the room towards the hospital wing. There were things he needed to ask that boy, and things that needed to be answered now.
Vegeta slammed open the door, almost running to the hospital bed. He didn't need to push his way through the saiyans there, they parted willingly for him.
The woman was in a fit of tears, her eyes glistening. Vegeta glanced once at her, then once at his son, who was, inconveniently, laying unconscious on the bed. He sighed-he hadn't made it in time.
His mate collapsed against him, still crying in relief. With a rare act of kindness, he didn't push her away, letting her wet his shoulder as he only watched his son.
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Vegeta sat on a chair, thinking. He had so many questions to ask, but so little time which to ask them. His tail swished calmly, but it would all of a sudden randomly jerk rapidly-the the true core of his feelings. Not even he, the master of masking emotions, could mask the emotions of his tail.
Every so often he would glance up at his son, then at the monitors. He had ordered he doctors out of the room against better judgment, so it was his duty to make sure his son was ok, although he knew nothing about hospital equipment-but he didn't tell them that.
Every time Trunks convulsed in pain, he flinched unwillingly. In the deathly silent room, the sound of anything was multiplied by hundreds; a pin dropping was like a thunderstorm. But, not only did he flinch at the sudden sound, but he flinched at the amount of pain Trunks was feeling to be convulsing every few minutes, when he shouldn't be moving at all.
If he was feeling 'so' much pain, how much was Son Pan feeling?
He pushed that thought out of his head, making a mental note of what question to ask first.
"You better wake up soon, boy," he grumbled harshly, though the harshness was false. "I need to know who did this to you."
Author's Note: Did'ya like? I know, it was a little short… but I'll make a long one soon I promise.
Anyways…
I know, I know, I have to make the 100th review. Don't worry, I'm planning on writing it as soon as possible, I've just been a bit busy. I graduate today!! (June 13) Yippie! Lol. The Great Escape!
Also:
I would like to say thanks personally to Evil Child. Thank you for the advice-It, of course, put a dent in my ego, but I think that's a good thing. ^-^. I'll try to explain where Bulma was, and develop the council members' personalities throughout the rest of the story-hope I can fix my screw up! (If any of you are in the dark, check out Evil Child's review. That should clear things up.)
And another:
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