Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction ❯ Wonders Never Die ❯ Chapter VI ( Chapter 6 )

"WAIT!" she shouted jumping to the side waving her arms about her being, "STOP!" running forward ducking under the flying arm Usagi scowled turning around planting her feet firmly, hands on her hips. "Son Gohan stop this instant!!!" Usagi tried not to let her humor show through her yelling something that she'd heard Chichi say often enough. If it wasn't Gohan it was Goku.

"Whhaaaat now!?" he whined stopping in mid flight lowering to the ground.

Usagi frowned at him. This wasn't what she meant when she said that she wanted to learn how to fight. Gohan just literally flew at her trying to hit her!

"You've gotta teach me how to fight! Ya know, T-E-A-C-H, like something they do in school!" whipping her hands around in wild motions "Not just fly trying to deck me! I can't fight baka!" dramatic sigh, "I only know the BASICS yesh!" How many times was she going to have to repeat that fact?

"Oh…" he scratched his head. "Sorry Usa, that's just how Piccolo taught me how to fight when I was around six… guess I just sortta thought you could learn the same way." He gave her one of the Son grins.

"Someone actually beat the crap outta you just to get you fighting?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yep."

"Alright, I might regret this later, but who's Piccolo?" he started to open his mouth, "Ah! Besides the guy that beat the crap outta ya."

"Well he's about a few inches taller then O-tochan… well alright, a head taller then O-tochan." Crossing his legs he sat on the ground, "He's green, has pointed ears, two little antennas he hides under his turban and he wears a white cloak about him with his purple clothes."

"He's green?"

Gohan nodded, "Yup, one of the best fighters along with O-tochan. He was once the Kami of Earth, but he split into two parts and then something happened, and now Dende is Kami of Earth. Piccolo didn't like that position anyways."

Usagi stared trying to take in the new information, "And he's green?"

Gohan chuckled nodding his black haired head, "Yep, don't forget he's got pointy ears too" pointing a digit at her.

She nodded, "Right… soo why haven't I seen him around?"

Two more months had flown by with her stuck in this world. So far since that day she told Goku she wanted to learn to fight, and Gohan's watching over her like she might grow a second head anytime now; she had met Krillin and Yamcha, each time she was told there were others to the Group that she'd wind up meeting later.

She'd gotten along great with the short bald Krillin' when he came over, they would plan something or another to do. When old stories started being told about pranks he used to play on Goku and the others when they weren't fighting or preparing to fight, Usagi developed a small storm cloud over her golden-silver head as ideas formed on new pranks.

And Yamcha? Well as far as she could tell Yamcha was just Yamcha. He wasn't as interesting as Krillin' or as lively but she loved watching him get in trouble with Vegita or Bulma. Mostly it was with Bulma, everyone she's met so far knew to leave the short over muscled man alone. Everyone that seemed, but her… she took it upon herself to get the man 'outta his shell'. The problem was, she herself was a bit scared of him, there was just something about him…

"Hey Grasshopper!"

Her head snapped up, "HUH!?" breaking her from her thoughts at his voice.

Gohan shook his head grinning. "I was talking about getting you to use your Ki first. Ya know for flying or to shooting ki."

"You mean that stuff that Veggie shoots in that dome room all the time?" Tilting her head to the side curiously.

"Yeppers, that's the stuff alright."

"YEA! Whatta I do teach!?"

Jumping up walking closer Gohan stopped a few feet in front of her, his voice soft. "Close your eyes, feel around inside of you for your Ki… Do you feel it swirling through you?"

Closing her eyes Usagi did as he asked trying to search for the feeling of her Ki. "I don't feel it…" she whispered minutes later but never gave up trying to get it.

"Keep trying Grasshopper, its there. You just have to feel for it." he paused, "Once you have it, try focusing a little of it into one hand by picturing it flowing into that hand."

Eyes closed she nodded that she heard. A tingling feeling started to tickle her sides, arms, legs, everywhere. This must be it! Now how do I move it again? recalling Gohan's words Usagi tried to picture her ki into her right hand as a small stream of water would move.

"You're doing it… Grasshopper… open your eyes, just don't loose your concentration!" Gohan warned her knowing if she didn't keep it up, she'd loose it. Eventually it would take time before she could do other things while calling up her ki without having to think much on it.

"Hey I did it! I did it!" she cheered once her silvery eyes opened, "Awww shoot!" the ki disappeared.

"Told ya to concentrate."

"Yeah, yeah…" trying once more not bothering to close her eyes Usagi watched as a light pink-yellow glow formed in her palm, the size of a large marble. "Wow… pretty…"

Gohan chuckled nodding.

"What now?" Looking over to her Sensei in training.

Thanking himself for taking her up in the mountains for training Gohan pointed to her left, "Well you could throw it if you want. Aim over there at that bolder."

"Okay, how?"

Smacking his forehead sweat dropping casting her a 'I'm stupid' look, "Think about releasing it. Say like you would a softball; picture doing that but keep your eyes on the bolder! If not you'll loose where it's supposed to go."

"Hmm okies" training blue silver speckled eyes on the large bolder mentally picturing how a softball looked leaving her hand, over and over again she finally pushed her right hand palm outward forward, sending the pink-yellow orb flying into the rock, shattering half of it. "WOW! I DID IT!!!" clapping hands she swirled around staring at her sensei.

"Great Grasshopper! That's good for a first try!" waving a hand towards the rock again, "Try another time."

"Alright!" She fired another blast followed by others with Gohan's directions for the next few hours before heading home, the effect of using ki when she had never before, draining her.

As they left a figure emerged from the shadows, face emotionless arms crossed though in their mind they silently wondered why Goku's kid was teaching someone - let alone a girl - how to fight.
~o0o@o0o~

"Chikusho! Die already!"

Crackly laughter that sounded like rusted hinges of a door straining to open, split the tension filled air as the frog legs pushed up sideways dodging the flying fire, tiger lips curling into a feral grin, "Oi Mars-san?" lashing out with claws of a Saber-toothed tiger, "Bite me!" it was able to cut strips of cloth from Mar's skirt as she dropped to the ground rolling out of harms way.

Growling in her throat Super Sailor Mars was getting tired of messing with the over sized sarcastic loud-mouthed zoo reject from hell. She had been battling with it for going on ten minutes wondering where the other Senshi were, that no one was there to help her as of yet. "Mars… Fire Ignite!" Letting her oldest attack fly distracting the youma enough to run around it.

"Mars… Ancient Fire Flare!!" Invisible waves of heat washed through the surrounding area, like water forced into a confined space at massive speeds started to heat up beyond imaginable temperature. Slowly orangish-red flames started flickering into existence around her concentrating form then faded out. Split seconds later flared to life roaring with audible sound, looking for the world like a larger version of her Sacred Fire at the temple. Fading in color, but not intensity, it moved with frightening speed flaring to full color once more around the rejected youma burning into it's skin, crackling, occasionally popping before fading away with the horrid things scream.

Whipping the sweat from her brow Mars was once again thankful that the youma weren't getting any smarter… yet. They were slightly stronger, but so were they. Shortly after Usagi had disappeared from their sights, area, city and seemingly planet… Not only had Mamoru gone into depression after guilt, after anger for whomever took her… but Helios appeared to them all one meetings night, giving them new transformation wands - not saying why - just stating they needed them now.

No duh, her mind spat bitterly. "Not the most informative information we had at the time, but they serve their purpose." The wands seemed like any other they've ever received, pretty, different design, more power, and new attacks. But there was one change in the new ones, not only did they get a new attack from it like the others - but many new attacks came from this wand. So far Jupiter and Mercury have called upon two different attacks while her and Venus were still only with one.

"Forget the nice things that come in the nice little wands… I've got Senshi to find!" Downshifting to civilian mode, Rei checked over her wounds, ripping strips from her pants to act as dressings until she reached the Jinja… or the Senshi, whichever came first. Dealing with the ones that needed it, she took off at a fast jogging limp, in search for the missing friends.

An hour later had her climbing the shrine steps excruciatingly slow. She understood now why Usagi complained about climbing them all the time, Rei knew why she complained, but now she understood. While Rei herself was used to them, Usagi was not. Being in the shape that she was, trying to tackle them, she felt for the small blonde odango'd girl. There had to be three hundred steps! Sure she swept them every weekend, but… So many!

Wheezing and gasping for breath between dry coughs, Rei reached the last step stooping over resting hands on bent knees. Finally looking up she knew something wasn't right; something in the air didn't have the same… peaceful feel… to it that the Jinja always kept. Now held a tingling hurt, worried air to it. Furring her brow in concentration righting from her resting position, she headed for the Fire Room to consult its knowledge.

"…don't know yet."

"Sure… know about it…"

"Hope… okay out there…"

Hand on the door Rei stopped as snippets of conversation met her trained ears. It sounded like the others. Why hadn't they come to help her and why were they in her Fire Room at such a late hour? Fuming with unanswered answers and concern she prepared to storm in, words swinging but stopped short, door wide-open, violet orbs with disbelief as her friends looked to her with wounded eyes.

"By the God Ares, what happened to you?" it was barely a winded whisper, coming off shaken lips, but the others heard her as if she'd spoken loud and clear.

"We were-"

"…downtown, youma…"

"Mall… so much…"

Blinking she absentmindedly closed the door behind her stumbling to the square pad before the great roaring fire, facing them. "Now hold on Minna-chan…" taking a deep breath, "You were all the mall?" They nodded, "Youma attacked, and I'm guessing quite suddenly?" More nods. "Hmm… more then one, by the looks of you…" she knew it sounded bad, but she wasn't worried about belittling they're battling skills at the moment, "Were innocents harmed?"

Makoto got her voice back first, still nursing a bandaged arm, "No - thankfully we were able to get most that were too shocked to move, out of the way. The others…"

"Were slightly drained of energy but no harm was sustained." Ami piped up typing on her mini computer, "There were two of them this time," sparing her fiery friend a look over she sighed, "I see you had a visitor yourself." A sigh, "I'm afraid if they keep attacking with this much force we won't last long… even with the power ups."

"We need our Hime back…" Minako whispered close to tears.

The others turned sad, understanding eyes towards her simplistically. They all missed the bundle of joy known as Tsukino Usagi. They're best friend had disappeared one night almost a year ago. It seemed like a mix of time to them. A year on some days, a few days on others… it didn't matter, she was gone and every resource they had used to find her had exhausted their leads.

Nothing.

It was a sad thought to think that they'd never have her back in their graces. Even as strong as Mercury's mini computer was, it was not able to pin point the bubbly blonde anywhere, as if she wasn't even on the planet anymore. Which in itself, was a hard feat unless the Silver Crystal had been used or Setsuna had part in it.

There was the other mysterious part of it, the Fire Maiden thought. No one had seen the Time Guardian in that span of time, nor the Outer Senshi. It was as if… with the Hime gone, they had no reason to be there anymore. And as much… as much as she wanted to blame them for not being there to help in the stronger attacks… she couldn't bring herself to do it. Not without knowing the reason to why they were not present. It was only logical, to her, that since they were able to handle them as of now, they were not needed and went… somewhere… 'til they were needed.

All she, Minako, Ami and Makoto could do now was wait, hope, and pray, that they're Hime and friend would return to them one day, soon.

With a sigh she stood finally taking in the condition the others were in. "Minna-chan, please stay here the night. You shouldn't be moving too much like that."

Smiling gratefully up at her the others stood, "Arigatou Rei-chan."

"Come on girls, I'll show ya to the rooms…" smiling to herself she led them on. True, they didn't have they're Hime anymore, but for now, they had each other… and Hope.
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Usagi sighed, standing on top of a mountain slope looking downwards to the town below. The school year was a little more then half way through. Next year she'd be a Sophomore. She was happy for that, happy for her great friendship found in Gohan and ever thankful for her wonderful makeshift family found in Bulma and Trunks Briefs.

The Son's had been an enormous help in her adapting to the area by escorting her around, letting her stay with them. Even Goku's goofy, happy disposition on everything, helped her. What's more was his helping his son in training her… basically helping her out in anyway that counted. To her it all counted!

She had found out that Bulma spoke the truth about her best friend Son Chichi… Usagi smiled; the woman was a massive teaching machine. You couldn't do anything close to blowing your nose at her house until your homework was finished and checked over by her.

It was funny, now that she thought about it… Back home her mother didn't really check over her homework, she trusted in her to do it by herself, she liked that back then, but she liked how the two new families here, checked over it before sending her to school. She always went in with the right answers. Answers she could finally figure out on her own.

A wide smile broke out as giggles shook her tiny frame. Yes, Gohan was a Godsend indeed! Helping out almost everyday before and after school, even at lunch at times with her work. He never truly lost his patience in her, always thought on the bright side of things, like she did unless it involved school work, then it was the down side of it all.

Frowning suddenly as a thought hit her.

Vegita… the enigma of them all… She had been there almost a year living with them… A year! And the man still treated her like she was below him; everyone was treated that way, even the ones that were supposed to be his family. She at first thought it was because she was new and 'invading' his territory. But as she worked the nerve up to finally ask someone about it… she found she was totally wrong about it…
~ * ~ Flashback ~ * ~

Stumbling clumsily to the large bolder to rest Usagi's face dropped the smile forming a frown, her brow furrowed in concentration.

Goku knew that look by now, they all did. It was the Bunnies, 'I have a question to ask, but don't know if I should' look. Chuckling he floated to the rock in front of hers. Their sparing session had gone better then he had hopped. Usagi had a lot of will, strength and stamina to fight him as long as she did.

He was even more surprised when she let loose a new attack! It was a Ki attack, but he'd never seen anything like it before. The color of it alone left a veteran fighter like himself wondering just who this girl was. Her energy readings weren't high by any standard, but as she fought, they rose. Today was the highest he had ever seen them, and then the attack hit. He knew somewhere… in that small body of hers… laid a greater power then even she knew about.

"Goku?"

Goku smiled as she looked up at him, the light in her eyes saying she finally made her decision. "Yes Usa?"

"Erm… I was wondering… well…" she was sure nervous about whatever it was she wanted to ask, then she blurted out, "…What's Vegita's problem?"

Chuckling, smile widening. That was it? That's all she was worried about? "Well-"

"I mean, I know he's had a tough life… It's there in his cold eyes… But what's up with that attitude of his? And why's he treat his family like that!? That's just rude in my book! And why-"

"Whoa there little Bunny…" Goku raised his hands stopping the string of flowing questions. "One at a time kiddo… those airn't easy questions to answer wholly."

Usagi cocked her head to the side curiously, "Wholly? What do you mean Goku-sensei? I know it's a lot to have answers for but…"

Again he stopped her with a look.

"Usagi… Vegita's past is his own to tell you." His voice had turned serious, but it was soft in a calming way. "I can answer some of the questions for you… from my point of view… But the rest you will one day have to ask him yourself. Okay?"

She nodded, "Hai."

"Where to start…" looking to the sky taking a deep breath, "A tough life… Yes, Vegita's had quite the tough life Usagi. He was born a prince; the Prince of Saiyajin's. I don't know how that life went for him… I can only speak of his life from when I met him.

"It was a battlefield many years ago…" he decided to leave the details of that actual battle, and others after it, out for her sake. If Vegita so wished it, he could tell her. Personally, Goku thought Usagi was too young to be hearing such gruesome details. "Vegita was a cold, ruthless man, who would do anything to please himself, and the Lord for which he fought… He didn't hold back, didn't hesitate. We met on the battlefield more times then you could count. It wasn't pretty.

"After a year or so, he saw how immoral his actions had been." Not to mention this insight came at Death's door; again, something Goku was not going to enlighten the girl with. "Offering friendship and a chance of trust to him, he helped us out whenever we fought, though he refused to show that over time, we had become his friends." He chuckled, "It was funny really, the man was so ignorant and self righteous that he didn't even know we were already in his heart… that the barriers he had built up had crumbled, melted away over the span of years.

"We were all friends after that, openly helping him out when he needed. But he'd never ask for it! His pride wouldn't allow him. I don't know really… he's a hard one to figure out, but his pride and being the Prince of Saiyajin's means a lot to him. Watch out for that Usa-chan."

She nodded at the emotional warning. She had her own pride after all.

"He's been the way he is since our being friends. That's just him Usa. The only thing I know about his past, is no big secret now…" Goku paused, face dipping into a troubled frown, then continued, "The planet Vegita-sei - Vegita's home world - was destroyed by the same man he ruthlessly fought for… It changed him, I think, along with whatever happened to him before his home blew up."

A chocked sound came from her direction.

Goku sighed laying back on the rock, "I don't know what happened to him then, not really, no one does. For all I know, my babbling probably isn't even correct. I myself am a Saiyajin, as you now know. I was sent to Earth long ago by the Saiyajin's to conquer this planet for our species. We were a conquering race… Going from planet to planet, defeating the people there and 'collecting' their homes for our territory." He shook his head.

"But after landing as a child I hit my head and forgot all that when I was found by Gampa Goku." A smile formed at the memory. "I couldn't possibly start to wonder what it's like to be a Prince without his people to rule over. heh You know…" he sat back up, "I think if he found the right mate he'd be a great ruler."

Usagi raised a brow curiously, "What about Bulma-chan? Isn't she his wife? Or umm… mate?" she didn't know why that word bothered her.

"No." He shook his wild black haired head, "No she's not. Trunks is his child, that much is true; but Bulma isn't his wife or mate. I think it was a wrong move on their part that they've delt with. A time of weakness or something… they both love that kid. They just can't stand one another!" he laughed grinning, "Besides, Bulma has a liking for Yamcha."

"Yeah… I noticed her staring at him more then I thought she should, if she was with Vegita."

"Well, don't go getting him wrong Usa-chan… He's a good man, full of honor, pride and things he refuses to admit; like caring for his friends." His smile widened at that. "But the rest… I think you should ask him when you're up for it. He's imposing at times, but that's just him." Goku finished shrugging.
~ * ~ End Flashback ~ * ~

Usagi sighed at the memory, that wasn't totally all of what she had wanted to know about Vegita, truthfully, it gave her little to go at. Either Goku truly didn't know much about the guy, or he was very good at avoiding her questions with rambling. Not that she did her fair share being around them when curious questions got asked. But she had learned some things.

She wasn't sure wither she should hold on anymore to the hope of returning home or not. It's been half a year and no signs gave way to her answer. Her new friends and family were great. But she missed her real family. Usagi sighed again, as her thoughts pulled from the past to the present.

Four moths back she had started training with Gohan as something to keep him busy in spare time and self-defense for her... Over the two months she had learned under him, he had taken it slow in teaching her one thing, keeping on that for a week or two before moving towards the next thing. For instance when she learned to shoot her Ki… they kept on learning that, letting her fine tune it - so to speak - for three weeks before he felt she was used to the energy it took out of her, before moving to something else.

From his guidance she had learned to attack and defend in hand to hand combat, the basics, shoot Ki in different ways, and important of all, how to conceal her Ki signature from being detected. All in all it was very valuable information.

She was a weak fighter, always had been. Not wanting to fight at all had always been her pet peeve. She was a 'Peace Maker' when people fought. But when she became Sailor Moon that image of her was shattered altogether. She was forced to fight. As they found out she was the reincarnated Princess Serenity - the Tsuki no Hime they had all been searching for… she gained back her memories, a bit of her spine… most of all, she gained back her understanding that you could not have peace without fighting for it.

She was Sailor Moon, Princess Serenity and above all Tsukino Usagi, a fighter for Love, Justice and Peace. She could deal with all of it. Her time in this world had opened her eyes to things she would never have seen in her own world.

But for all she had learned, all she had experienced, come to know… There was something else that her sixth sense informed her of… there was another reason for the training she was receiving, besides the fact she had asked for it. Gohan was hiding something from her and he wasn't telling her what. She could sense it… something running through her blood, singing to her…

Shaking her silvery-blonde head sending the long braid whipping in the wind behind her, Usagi sighed in frustration for the fifth time that afternoon. I really need to stop worrying about things! They won't harm me; they would have already… besides they have pure hearts…

"So where the HELL IS HE!?" yelling frustration at the clear blue sky, eyes growing cloudy with anger, she wondered just where her other Sensei had gone off to.

Not two months ago had Vegita summoned Gohan to him saying he was taking over her training for the remainder of the time. Gohan had protested about it, saying she was doing fine under his tutelage… but the Saiyajin no Oji wouldn't hear it. So now she stood on the mountain's top, waiting, for the prideful Oij to show up so she could finally learn to fly!

Giggling silently reaching out with her mind, she tried to locate him. Minutes of searching found nothing. "He's good at hiding…" she smiled, "VEGITA GET YOUR STUBBORN STUCK UP BUTT OVER HERE NOW!!"

"Stop yelling onna!"

Grinning she started to turn, "Well if you'd-" her grin faded away, scowl crossing her features dropping into a battle ready stance, "Who are you!?"

That defiantly was not Vegita.
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