Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Brake The Chains of Heartache ❯ The Meeting ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3- The Meeting

By, Burning Diamondstar

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Goten and Trunks ate breakfast with Brolly the morning after their discovery, Trunks caught a dinosaur for Brolly, and Goten got one for him and Trunks to split. After breakfast they took Brolly with them for a hike up the side of the mountain. He sat down while they pointed out different trees and plants. Trunks noticed he looked pretty bored. "Goten, maybe we could take him to East City. It's only about eighteen miles away from here."

Goten shrugged, "I don't know, Trunks. Don't you think he'll attract a lot of attention wearing those cloths?"

Trunks shrugged and said, "I brought my allowance with me so we can go to the store to buy him some cloths. He can wear this for now." He said unpacking a baggy blue t shirt. Brolly pulled it on and stood as the boys flew up.

"Come on. We're going to get you some new cloths." Goten said.

"Why do I need new cloths?" he asked thoughtfully.

"Because its custom on earth if you're male, to wear pants, boots, and a shirt in a public place. Unless it's a public beach than you can wear shorts and can go along barefoot. Actually, there are tens upon thousands of different cloths you're supposed to wear for different occasions. I'll explain as we go along. So you gonna come or spend the rest of your life as a mountain hermit?" Trunks finished.

Brolly shuddered at the thought, "I'm coming." He said flying up after them. Before long they were approaching suburbs and the outer edges of a pretty large city. They landed in an alley so they wouldn't attract to much attention. Cattycorner from the alley was a mall. Once in the mall Goten and Trunks began to notice a lot of people staring in their direction. To cut down some stares they quickly went into a training clothing store.

They walked up to a slightly petite saleslady with a bunch of pens and pencils in her blond hair and Trunks said, "Hi, I'm Trunks Briefs and this is my best friend, Goten and his…uh…uncle, Brolly."

The lady's eyes widened and she said, "Hello, Mr. Briefs. My name is Toei. I'll be glad to help you with whatever it is you need."

"I don't need help. But `Uncle' Brolly does." He gestured to the alien who was currently examining a mannequin with a red and blue gi on it very intently.

"Of course." She turned to Trunks and whispered, "Is he from another country? His clothing isn't any style that I recognize."

Trunks nodded and said, "Yes, he's from pretty far away. We'll call for you if we have any problems." Trunks said waving her away. They took Brolly away from his staring contest

and took him to where the cloths he might like where.

Brolly got a bunch of black gi pants and black boots in the training clothing store, a bunch of various blue, green and red t-shirts, and then the boys tried to make him get rid of his arm shackles and earrings. Brolly refused to let them take off the bands, he told them, "They are really important. I think they hide my ki." So the boys let him keep them on. They only got him to remove his left earring.

But soon afterward when Trunks glanced behind to ask Brolly a question he saw there was no Brolly! "Shit! Where'd that scatterbrain go!?" Trunks demanded.

"I don't know. Where would a Brolly go in a mall?" Goten asked.

"The old one would blow it up. The new one is a mystery. We'll have to search everywhere."

They went from the food court to Radio Shack, from Hot Topics and finally they found themselves in the Read Em. (DBZ Barnes & Nobel) Further inside they found Brolly skimming through a book about fighting techniques. "Brolly! Why'd you disappear on us?" Trunks demanded.

"I wanted to see what was so interesting it had to be printed on paper. I think for some reason, that Saiyans didn't have many books. Just labels and enough written things to get by with. Saiyan authors were few and far between and they only wrote history and tributes to the royal family. It's so interesting, all these different books." He finished returning to the writing.

Trunks rolled his eyes and said, "Listen Brolly, it's lunchtime and I'm hungry. I'll buy you any five books you want if we can leave in five minutes. Meet me at the cash register and make it snappy please."

Two minutes later Brolly approached Trunks with a pretty happy look on his face and five books. It wasn't a toothy grin like Goku's smile, but one that definitely showed he was cheerful. He got three books on fighting techniques, one science fiction story about space travel, and a cook book. Trunks raised an eye brow but stayed quiet about it. After they exited the mall Trunks asked, "Where do you want to eat Goten?"

Goten looked thoughtful and pointed to a restaurant that was called, Casita de Alina. They stepped in and saw it was a buffet style Mexican food restaurant. There were families everywhere out for a nice Saturday lunch. The three were seated and were handed menus. You could just pick something off the menu if you were just going to eat that or you could just take a plate to the buffet table. All three chose the buffet and began to pile food on their plates. The buffet was ridiculously priced because the owners bragged that no one could eat over two plates of their very filling food. They were in for a very unhappy surprise.

When the three got to their fifth plate, with no sign of slowing down, people began to stare. Soon the people who stared began to get sick seeing the amount of food consumed, the speed of it, and the manners that let them eat it at their speed. (a.k.a. stuffing food into an already stuffed mouth) The restaurant began to empty, but several people stayed most of them choosing to ignore the rapid consumers. One young woman just kept quickly glancing at them out of the corner of her eye and back to her machaca plate. She got up and headed for the restrooms with her head tilted down when, without warning, Brolly got up for his tenth helping eyes only on his goal of the buffet table. Two seconds later the two collided.

Brolly knocked her to the floor and fell over her landing on top of her. "I'm sorry." He apologized as he stood and offered her his hand.

She accepted his hand and he pulled her up smoothly, "That's alright. It was mostly my fault anyway. My mind wasn't here all the way." She said dusting herself off.

"Care to join me and the boys for dessert? We're having flan."

She smiled a little and said, "Sure. I'd be delighted to." Soon she found herself sitting with a very peculiar group of people. She poked at her fudge sized piece of flan and nibbled at it very slowly. Brolly seemed shocked at how little food she ate.

"You're practically living on nothing! You need to eat more." He claimed.

The two boys sweatdroped and Trunks said, "Hey man, normal humans don't eat as much as we do. But he is saying something. Not even my mom eats that little."

She just shook her head and said, "No, believe me. I eat. It's just that I get too energetic at night if I eat a lot of sweets throughout the day. Last semester I had two pieces of cake and some punch at a party and I stayed up till five thirty am and finished my five hundred paged, double spaced, size ten font, Astrophysical Energy Theses in one night. And missed sleep can often lead to depression and hostility. At least for me that is." All three stared at her with their mouths hanging open in numbed disbelief. "By the way, my name's Jennifer. What are your names?"

Goten smiled shyly and said, "My name's Goten."

"I'm Trunks."

"My name is Brolly." They finished giving their introductions and chatted some more.

Actually Goten and Trunks talked. Jennifer just listened with rapt attention. After a few minutes of listening to the two discuss the best was to kill, skin, and eat a Veloceraptor. After the graphic tale Jennifer looked at her watch and announced, "I must be off now. Thank you for getting me dessert, but I've got some work to get to. It was a pleasure to meet you three." Then she stood up and left before they even noticed she had finished her sentence.

"I liked her." Goten said, "She didn't tell us to shut up about hunting and didn't interrupt when I was talking about how eyeballs and brains are the best part of the meal. Do you think that's just a mom thing?"

Trunks shook his head and said, "Nah, it's a girly thing alright though, I was telling Videl and Marron about how yummy dinosaur liver is, but they just got really queasy and then went and had to puke. They ran off after they yelled at me and told me that I was disgusting."

"I am finished eating." Brolly said a little gloomily.

"Why the long face, Brolly?" Goten asked concerned about his new pal's dejected looking face.

"I don't know. For some reason though I feel unhappy. I feel sad for some unknown reason." He said with a shrug

They got up and filed into the street, Goten suddenly had said, "I think I know why you feel upset. You're upset because you're depressed."

Trunks and Brolly sweatdroped and Trunks said, "Wow, Goten. Did you gain that info all by yourself?"

"Yep." Goten said with a grin and a wink.

"The way your mind works will never cease to amaze me, Goten." Trunks said shaking his head.

Suddenly Brolly stopped and stared two blocks into the distance. Trunks followed his gaze and he saw Jennifer, standing at a semi-empty corner waiting for traffic to die down so she could cross. A man behind her pulled a knife, to small to be seen from the traffic, and pressed it to the back of her neck. Trunks saw her stiffen as she turned to face him. She pulled something out of her pocket and waved it in front of him and even from two blocks away his sensitive hearing picked up what she was saying, "This is all I've got." She then threw the change purse to the ground turned and ran screaming her head off, yelling, "Help! Help! Robber!"

The street robber grabbed the bag and raced in the opposite direction she went. But the Saiyans had already taken action. The three jumped him, knocked him out, and retrieved the bag, before racing down the sidewalk to catch up to Jennifer. She had stopped running after a block and a half and was strolling along as if nothing had happened. When Brolly tapped her on the shoulder though, she jumped three feet into the air and eeped. She turned and visibly relaxed when she saw who it was.

"Sorry about being jumpy I almost got robbed a few seconds ago." She said.

"What do you mean almost?" Goten asked, "That man did rob you."

She laughed and said, "No. The bag was just filled with washers and newspaper clippings."

Brolly shrugged and handed the brown bag over, "We retrieved it for you anyway. Has this happened to you before?" he asked surprised at how prepared she seemed.

"Once a month at the most. The creeps around this part of town just figure since they're bigger than me they can outsmart me. Thank you for being so thoughtful though."

"No problem." Trunks said, "It was our pleasure to help you. Where do you work?" he added as an after thought.

"At a deli. Never work somewhere you hope to eat lunch at. I never eat there. I know what goes into the sandwiches." She shuddered then grinned, "Well. Hope I'll see you three later."

"What about tonight?" Goten asked, "Me and Trunks are going to take `Uncle' Brolly to a fair. Want to join us?"

"Sure, here, let me give you my address though." She jotted it down on a paper and handed it to Trunks before she dashed off again and said, "Bye! See you three tonight!"