CHAPTER 13-Broken Secrets
KENTANA-"Is anything big going to happen this chapter?"
ME-"Yeah, I guess."
KENTANA-"That's cool. I wonder where Bobo went."
ME-"Who's Bobo?"
KENTANA-*shrugs*
TRUNKS-*Shakes head slowly* "DISCLAIMER-Zombiechick422 owns nothing except Kentana. She makes no claims towards owning Dragonball/Z/GT."
Kentana rolled over in bed and sniffed a few times. The room smelled the same as when she went to bed, but differently since Trunks' scent wasn't intermingling with hers. Moonlight shone through the window. She just couldn't sleep. She had grown too used to having Trunks next to her to successfully sleep.
She climbed out of bed. She had to sleep in her spandex since she didn't have much clothes with her and couldn't risk being in some girly T-shirt if she needed a quick change. She wasn't going to get any sleep if the room smelled nothing like Trunks at all. She quietly stepped out into the hall, masking her ki with each step until she found Trunks' room. She slowly opened the door and he instinctively woke up. He had been with her long enough to wake up if he sensed her Ki in his room.
"Hey Kentana," he said softly with a yawn. "What's up?"
"Can't sleep. My room doesn't smell enough like you for my comfort."
"Then get a body pillow and put one of my shirts on it," he grumbled with his face in the pillow.
"No, that'd be weird." She crossed her arms and stood next to his bed.
"Then what do you want me to do about it?" Please let me sleep! He prayed silently.
She sat down on his bed. "Can I hang out in here until I smell enough like you that I can sleep?"
"No," he then realized how mean that sounded. "Don't you think it would be weird if they saw you leave my room in the morning?"
"I'll only be in here for a little while. I can't sleep anymore if I can't smell you. I'm pregnant so I have mood swings. If I don't get any sleep then they could be really bad and then it would be weird."
"Fine, but only for a little while." He scooted over in bed so that she could fit in next to him. She scooted in next to him and lay there with his body pressed to hers. His bare chest felt warm and she smelled so strongly of strawberries that he was surprised he and everybody else hadn't noticed the scent. Must be because of the helmet.
"It'll only be for a minute," she yawned. Her eye lids were uncontrollable now that she was in her comfort zone and she couldn't control her sleep. He too fell asleep and their plan was, well, fucked.
The next morning…
Bulma opened her future sons door, intent on waking him early so he could eat a big breakfast before training. "Trunks-" she stopped midsentence and screamed so loud that it called Yamcha and Krillin from the other side of the house.
What lay in the bed shocked her. Trunks lay in bed shirtless snoring with his arm wrapped around a young blond girl who was as well asleep. She hogged the blanket and had it pulled up to her neck snugly while he was left a small bit that covered him from the waist down.
My son is a player! Thought Bulma in distress. He's no better than Yamcha! He has a pregnant girlfriend at home for Kami's sake!
What do you mean he's a player? Asked Vegeeta through their mental link.
I just walked in on him in bed with some girl!
What? That disgrace of a saiyan! Hasn't he already fathered a child in his own time line?
Way to go Trunks, thought Krillin and Yamcha.
The scream awoke Trunks who jumped out of bed shocked instantly. He stood next to the bed in his boxers looking flushed. He chuckled meekly. Kentana rolled over and sat up, rubbing her eyes. Being such a heavy sleeper meant that the scream hadn't awoken her, just Trunks moving.
"Trunks," she said sleepily ", where are you going?" She looked at Trunks with half closed eyes then to where he was looking. Her eyes widened and she face palmed. Skatá! Karióli̱! She exclaimed through their mental link. Trunks didn't know saiyan, but he was sure that was something like Shit! Motherfucker! "I fell asleep didn't I?"
"Yeah, so did I," he answered flatly. "This is why I told you I didn't want you in here!"
"Wait, so this is my fault?"
"Kinda."
"If that's what you think then-" she was cut off as Bulma promptly hit her. She covered her head as Bulma continued to bash her over the head wishing she had a Frying Pan of Doom like Chichi. "Oww! Bulma, please stop. You are really strong for a human!"
"For a human?" Bulma stopped just quick enough to notice that she was wearing saiyan armor spandex and had a monkey tail wrapped around her waist. "Ahh! You have a tail! You're a saiyan!" Kentana sat up and fiddled her thumbs, chuckling. "Trunks! Who's your friend?"
"Hi, um, I'm Kentana or as you know me as, Kent." She looked up at them shyly. Why did this whole introduction have to be so awkward?
"So, Kent's a girl!" all three of them exclaimed.
"Does this mean that you two…" her voice trailed off and she took a step away from the bed.
"No, no," Trunks and Kentana said shaking their heads.
"Geez Bulma," said Kentana insulted. "We're saiyans, not animals."
"I need some tea," said Bulma. She pushed past the two men at the door.
"I'll come with you," said Kentana hurriedly following her out. The looks she was getting from Krillin and Yamcha made her uncomfortable. She didn't get out of the room fast enough for the two not to get a good look at her, a perverted look. She lashed her tail in annoyance as she realized their eyes were following her.
While they were busy looking at her Trunks had grabbed his pants and slipped them on. Krillin walked up to Trunks and slapped him on the back. "Way to go buddy!"
Trunks groaned and gripped the bridge of his noes between his index and thumb. This was going to be a long day.
Kentana sat in a chair in the kitchen, several eyes surrounding her. Goku and Gohan had just gotten out of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber when Piccolo informed them that Bulma wanted to see them and came with Piccolo and Chichi, Yamcha and Krillin were already there and Vegeeta was on his way, having not been able to instant transition. Oolong and Master Roshi were their giving her perverted glances. She shuffled her feet uncomfortably.
"Bulma, can I please get my pants. Normally I wouldn't mind wearing my saiyan suit, but I don't like how those guys are looking at me."
"Neither do I," stated Trunks.
"Not until Goku gets here then you can explain yourself," said the older woman. Kentana sighed and crossed her legs and folded her arms over her chest in high hopes of blocking their view. She wrapped her tail tightly around her waist.
Bulma sat on another chair opposite of her with a cup of tea in one hand and baby Trunks in the other. Trunks stood leaning against the wall with the bridge of hid noes between his index and thumb groaning. Roshi and Oolong were standing by the wall to her right with pervert looks and Yamcha and Krillin were leaning against a wall talking quietly to one another, though she could hear every word. Trunks growled at the two pervs. She looked up as she sensed four Ki's walking in. She looked up as a blond Goku and Gohan walked in followed by a pissy looking Chichi and a nonchalant Piccolo. Goku looked at the girl sitting uncomfortably in the chair eyeing him curiously.
"Hey Bulma, who's this?" asked Goku, eyes never leaving the super saiyaness.
"This," stated Bulma ", is Kent." She gestured to the girl.
"Bulma, can I get my pants now? They still won't stop looking at me."
"NO! Vegeeta isn't here yet and I want you to explain yourself."
"Trunks, on my bed are my pants. Can you get those and inside the pocket is a capsule of my clothes. Open it and please get me my jacket for me as well. Please and thank you." Trunks seemed to vanish though if you could sense ki you could tell he had headed to her room and was eagerly getting her clothes. He reappeared with a pair of dark gi pants and a silver and black half jacket slung over his shoulder. He tossed them to her and she more than eagerly slipped them on. "Much better."
"But I thought Kent was a guy," stated Goku.
"No Goku, I'm not. And my name is-"
"KENTANA!" a new voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to see Vegeeta looking shocked with saucer wide eyes.
"Hello Vegeeta," she said calmly, but with malice. Arms still crossed she walked up to him.
"You're alive," amazement shone brightly in his voice.
"No thanks to you!" She brought her fist up and punched him square in the jaw. She wasn't like other girls who slapped jerks. If he hadn't been so strong more than just his head would have gone through the wall. He pulled his head out of the newly made hole, dry wall coloring his black hair gray. He didn't look angry; he knew he deserved it as well as the tongue lashing he was bound to get next.
"I've waited so long to do that Vegeeta. Do you know how long? How long it has been since you tied me up and locked me in that damned pod?"
"Wait, my father locked you in there?" started Trunks.
"Not now Trunks."
"Twelve years," stated Vegeeta.
"Why'd he lock you in their?" asked Trunks.
"Do you know how long it has been for me in my timeline?" she snapped. Her lips were curled in a snarl and she shoved her face closer to his to be only inches away and…
Nothing, so all of you can cross out the thought she would be all lovey dovey and kiss him.
"It has been twenty eight years since then," she snarled. "Twenty eight years since you bound me with those damned saiyan ropes and locked me in that faulty pod. Do you want to know why that pod is faulty Vegeeta?" No answer. "That pod has been discontinued because even though it stops your aging while you are asleep it starts to take away you powers. Now, I can't fly because of you."
"And that's supposed to be my fault?" His signature scowl was prominent.
She scowled. "You haven't changed at all Vegeeta!" she snapped angrily. "Of course it is your fault!"
"How is it my fault?" he crossed his arms in a similar manner as her. At that moment besides physical features like height, eyes, etc. they looked very similar. Same scowls, same folded arms, same angry fire blaring in their eyes.
"You locked me in the pod!"
"What did you expect me to do? After what happened I couldn't leave you sulking around anymore!"
"What happened?" asked Trunks.
"I didn't need you shipping me off into space! I could've handled well enough after that," she yelled, stepping closer to him.
"What do you mean handle it well enough!" He stepped forward as well and they glared into each other's eyes, Vegeeta looking up a few inches. "You were a wreck after what happened. You sat around in your room neglecting training and eating. Even if we could eventually coax you out of your room you would have to take shit from him and everyone else on the ship and still risk it happening again!"
"What happened!" asked Trunks. "Will someone please tell me what's going on?"
"Don't go their boy," growled his father.
"Trunks, not now," she almost snarled. "Stay out of this, it doesn't concern you." He grabbed her arm and swung her around to look at him.
"No Kentana! You're my mate so this has everything to do with me! Tell me what happened!" he demanded. "Does this have to do with those nightmares you had?"
She pulled her arm loose. "Think! Two years ago I was frightened of something and you know what it was. Remember that little talk where I told you our age difference? What could give a girl nightmares and make them fear that?" she spat the words like acid, tears welling at the corners of her eyes. he looked at her for a moment, gears clicking.
She turned and ran out of the kitchen and down the hall, tears streaking her face with an arm covering her eyes to try and stop the flow. Trunks stood frozen as all the final gears clicked, the clues were used, the pieces of the puzzle came together. Only one thing could be such a terrible experience and caused such trauma. That thing of course would have given her problems earlier on when she met him, made her more paranoid. Then he remembered-
She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small orange pill bottle. She pulled out the last pill, popped it in her mouth, then threw the bottle with enough force to out match a bullet at Trunks' head.
She was medicated for that and her nightmares had started after she ran out of pills! This means… she was raped.
"Now look at what you have done!" growled Vegeeta before leaving and stalking off down the hall in the opposite direction that she went.
Trunks took off down the hall after her calling her name. "Kentana! Kentana!" He hoped he hadn't made a fatal mistake in asking that stupid question.
ME-"So yeah, I told you her past was really fucked up. Just wait until next chapter where more trouble stirs up." *Falls over as she is tackled by a large blue thing* "What the hell-"
KENTANA-"Bobo! I found you!"
ME-*Looks up at the purple chimp sitting on her back crosslegged.* He was purple and fluffy. Bobo didn't seem like a proper name. "What the hell is that thing?"
KENTANA-"That's Bobo my purple, dancing, street performer monkey. I bought him yesterday while you were writing."
TRUNKS-"How did you buy that thing?" *Jumps to the side as Bobo attempts to tackle him, but Bobo has super saiyan powers and moves to the side and knocks him over before he can react.*
KENTANA-"With your credit card of course! Dance Bobo, dance!"
BOBO-"Ooh, ooh!" *Jumps off of Trunks and begins a highly skilled breakdance*
KENTANA-"Yay! There you have it-Bobo The Purple Dancing Immortal Monkey!"
TRUNKS and ME-"IMMORTAL!"
KENTANA-"Yeah, didn't I mention that before? All well. Isn't it awesome! Now he can be around performing and showing off his super saiyan abilities and skills in his purple fluff FOR EVER!
TRUNKS and ME-*face plant and groan*
KENTANA-*gabs Bobo in a tight hold and cuddles* Thanks for reading! Until next time please REVIEW!"