Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dekiru Dake (by any possible means) ❯ ***13*** ( Chapter 8 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

AN: no lemon this chapter, thought I better make that clear before I begin!
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The view of the desolate world below was one that was quiet disturbing to Yamcha as he flew to the night club, he should of taken a capsule car, but he insisted on flying. He knew where all the ki locaters were anyway and he flew above their range yet in an atmosphere where he could still breath. Yamcha spotted the club and he looked at his watch and frowned it was an hour and a half from sun rise, that was the time the club closed. Kushami would arrive just before the sun rose. Yamcha landed down in an alley way a block or so away from the club to make the appearance that he walked. He looked at his reflection in a puddle and he straightened out the suit Bulma had forced him to wear. He sighed and took a deep breath and walked out of the alley way and he looked both ways carefully and he walked to the club the bouncers let him in and Yamcha's eyes searched the crowd of the club looking for one of the gang. He spotted Ubuu leaning up against the wall his eyes hoovering over the crowd. Ubuu spotted him and walked over.
"Yamcha. What brings you here." He said surprised.
"Hey message for you guys, got somewhere where we can talk privately?" He asked.
Ubuu nodded. "Yeah sure this way." he said and Yamcha followed him to a room where there was like a whole security system set up, but no one was watching the screens. Ubuu looked at Yamcha. "I'll get the others wait here." He said.
Yamcha nodded and Ubuu left.

Yamcha looked at the screens then at the system this stuff was way over his head. But the Capsule Corp logo was shown in the corner of each television set. Yamcha sat in one of the chairs and he waited for the others to come in. It took Ubuu about fifteen minutes before he returned with only Vegeta, Seventeen and Gohan.
"No one else is up." Ubuu said as Yamcha got a worried look flash across his face.
Yamcha stood up. "Kushami confessed guys. She double crossed Gys' but he knows about this place." He explained.
"What? How?" Gohan asked.
"Trunks is a very noticeable person... it's not every day you see the president of Capsule Corp comes to a night club crossed with a whore house and gets busted with who ever it was." Yamcha remarked.
Ubuu smiled. "That was Pan."
Yamcha blinked. "Pan?! Kami, they didn't recognise her?" He asked.
Gohan shook his head. "No." he replied.
Yamcha rubbed the back of his neck. "Anyway. Kushami might be able to convince Gys that it was just a one night thing. But that doesn't mean he won't check with his other men and he when they do come to check..." He stopped.
"We stay low." Seventeen finished.
Yamcha nodded. "Yeah basically."

Vegeta just stood there expressionless and his eyes flicked to the side as they saw a commotion going on outside the club.
Yamcha looked over his shoulder at the screen and he blinked.
Gohan, Ubuu and Seventeen looked at the screens and they saw Gys' men.
"Looks like he didn't trust Kushami." Seventeen remarked.
"Well so long as no one wakes up... we should be okay... the only rooms that they can check is-" Gohan stopped and he looked suddenly distressed.
Yamcha looked at him. "What?" He asked.
"Trunks and Goten's room." Gohan finished and he went to leave hurriedly.
Vegeta grabbed him by the arm before Gohan managed to leave the room.
"Brat you'll stay put, if they walk in. Then it will only confirm what the guards saw earlier." Vegeta remarked.
Gohan swallowed and he looked to the screen as the men entered the club.
"Yamcha get out there and mingle if they find you with us, well we can't risk that right about now." Ubuu said.

Yamcha nodded and he walked out slowly and slipped in amongst the crowd on the dance floor. He watched as the men walked through the room. Yamcha looked up to the stage where the famous Diamond Doll brothel girls where performing. Usually he would of been distracted, but he was too nervous to be distracted, he had to keep low. He slipped in to a booth and sat there. He was surprised to see Marron slip in to it opposite him and she smiled friendly.
"Marron... what are you doing?" Yamcha hissed.
Marron looked at him. "A man alone in this place attracts attention. I'm drawing it away from you." She said and she looked over at the guards who looked at the two of them and Yamcha watched Marron pull at a draw string rope and a curtain fluttered down covering them from sight.
Yamcha rested back in the seat. "I thought you were asleep?" He asked.
She nodded. "I was. Ubuu woke me and told me to patrol the floors while they talked to you, you see we have to have at least one of our people on the floor at all times."
Yamcha nodded slowly. He watched as a shadow passed by the curtain.

One of Gys' men thought he saw one of the old Rebels in the club, and he was about to check it out until he was joined in a booth by a foxy young blonde who pulled the curtain. He was about to pull the curtain back until one of ht other men signalled him so he just strolled by the curtain instead following the rest of the men they moved to the back rooms. They didn't have long till Kushami would arrive.

They stopped at a door and pushed it open. The leader smirked. "Looky looky, looks like Mr. President has found a playmate." He chuckled.
The group of them looked at Trunks lying asleep with Pan curled in to him. They were so busy looking at the two that they didn't hear Goten come wandering down the hallway.

Goten stopped dead when he saw Gys' men and she silently panicked and he turned on his heel and headed back down the hallway and he bolted out in tot he center of the crowds and up to the control room and shut the door behind him. He blinked when he saw Vegeta, Ubuu, Gohan and Seventeen already in the usually empty control room. Goten looked at them.
"Er... they're here." He said.
"We know." Ubuu replied.
"Good then how on Earth are we going to get rid of them?!" He exclaimed.
"We wait it out. Kushami will be arriving in about half an hour, they will be gone before then. They'll make sure of it." Gohan replied.
Goten arched an eyebrow. "She knows we're here too?! Oh this is just great, why don't we walk straight up to Gys and hand him a noose and go 'here you go'!"

Vegeta glared at Goten. "Shutup brat or else I'll hang you." he threatened.
Goten sighed and he slumped down he looked to the security screens which were stationed in the control room.
Vegeta looked to the screens as well even though he didn't show it he was worried for his son's life. But they couldn't just drag Trunks out. Satan City wasn't their turf they could enter but they couldn't take over without being forced out by the rebels. Vegeta flicked the switch and changed one of the screens to the room where Trunks and Pan slept and he looked at the two his eyes falling on the men at the door. They just left chuckling to themselves. Vegeta heard Goten let out a sigh of relief. Vegeta just stared at his son's image willing him to wake up and get out.

The vividness of his dream jolted Trunks awake. He sat up in the bed and looked round trying to orient himself with the surroundings, he looked at his watch. Five forty-five A.M. Trunks had normally always been a heavy sleeper and he regretted it as could still smell the stench of Gys' men from the doorway. Trunks rubbed his temples since Goku's death things had been really bad and become worse by the minute and now Trunks was haunted by these dreams. Dreams of the future.

He rubbed his eyes, then got out of the makeshift bed, Pan still slept soundly. Trunks walked to the window and he looked out at the city, there was sky scrapers as far as the eye could see on one side the next nothing but remainders of other buildings. The land was stretched flat with the rubble sitting on it like stones on a concrete path, it all looked blue in the moonlight. Trunks leant up against the window pane and he sighed to himself. This war was getting to pointless. He wanted it all to end... but when would it end? He knew how, he just didn't know when.

The recurring nightmare Trunks had suffered since Goku's death was always the same thing. Was it a dream or was it a prophecy, either way the outcome would all be on his shoulders. He had to make sure he kept Pan from that battle. Her survival would make him feel better. So long as she lived her live through til the end of war and beyond he would be happy knowing that they would be reunited one day. Maybe not this world but the next. Trunks looked over his shoulder at Pan still sleeping and his heart really went out to her. It was such an odd sensation to him. He loved many woman before but not in this way. He loved Pan with his entire being. his heart, his body, his soul. Yet the dream made him want to change the future to be with her and he would assure it. He had a small plan in his mind. He knew the scenery where they would die. He knew the precise movements. He could train with those movements in mind to block every attack. He would train and he would keep training. no longer trying to impress his father like when he was a little boy. More training to ensure his survival for that little bit longer to change the part where he would leave a note to Pan telling her of his plan. It was a long shot. But it was a good one. The dream though he couldn't help put his hand to his chest it was like he still felt the cold hard blast through the saiyan armor he'd been wearing. Trunks shivered. He always woke up just as the blast hit him coming from the yellow clouds. He wondered about those yellow clouds he needed to know what was beyond them if only he knew then he could warn the others too. Trunks rested his head up against the glass and he looked down. He blinked surprised as he saw Gys' men leave hurriedly and he looked across the road to see Kushami and he ducked out of view but with still enough to view the ongoings and he opened the window slightly to hear the conversation.
"You went in before me?!" She exclaimed. "Why you little fuckers!!!"
Trunks cringed as he heard the machine gun fire and he looked up and saw Kushami swing the gun on it's strap over her shoulder after putting the safety on. Trunks looked at the dead bodies and he blinked he saw Kushami look up at him and wink just before walking in to the club.

Trunks jumped as the door open and Goten rushed in. "Kushami's back on our side man." he announced.
Goten blinked. "Oh. How'd you know?" He asked.
Trunks merely pointed out the window. he watched his best friend peer out the window and look at the dead guard. "Oooooh.... that's gotta hurt." Goten remarked.
"Oh you think?" Trunks drooled.
Goten pulled at face at him and Trunks grabbed Goten in a headlock and the two boys began to wrestle like they had when they were kids.

Pan hear the thud and she opened her eyes and looked at Trunks sitting on Goten's with his arm and leg twisted in an awkward position.
"You give in?" Trunks asked.
"Never! I'm a saiyan I don't give up." Goten replied.
Trunks moved Goten's leg and arm more in to the position and Goten hollered out. "Okay okay... I GIVE UP!!!"
"And I thought I was suppose to be the youngest." Pan commented.
Trunks jumped up innocently and she laughed as he nudged Goten with his foot.
"Ooof." Goten let out as he fell over on his back. "Ooooooowwwwww.... Panny he beat me up..." Goten whined pathetically.
Pan chuckled. The two of them never failed to amuse her.

The three of them looked up as Yamcha walked in to the room. He looked at them.
"Gohan's calling a meeting." Yamcha said. "Meet in the control room in five minutes." He said before he left again obviously to pass the message on to others.
Trunks looked at Pan and he pulled Goten up. "Well we should hurry up then."
Pan nodded and the three of them headed out.

They arrived int he control room to find almost everyone there but Seventeen.
"Hey where's Seventeen?" Goten asked.
"Patrolling the floors. I've told him of my plan ahead of time just in case a meeting like this had to be called." Gohan replied.
"Oh." Goten replied and shrugged.
Trunks looked round the room. His father was leaning up against a wall by the door like staying guard just in case Seventeen failed obviously. Marron was sitting in the control room chair still in her working outfit and Trunks had to nudge Goten to stop him from staring at her. Yamcha stood by the window looking outside like he was also watching for the guards. Kushami was standing next to Ubuu.
"The problem is there are too many bases of Gys' round to take them all out and get what we need. Thanks to Kushami we now know the exact location of his actual head quarters and where he's hiding at the moment. We move out tomorrow night. I'm sending Yamcha and Kushami back to tell the other's of my plan. We are launching an all out attack on his base and his head quarters, then we draw their men up in to the mountains where we will ambush them they will think we have all our forces on them at that time Bulma will lead a small group in to the base to retrieve every bit of information we need and then we will blow up the base and his place of hiding. Which means we're going to be risking our entire lives here." Gohan explained.
"A battle?" Trunks breathed.
"Don't be weak boy." Vegeta growled.
Trunks looked at his father and gave him a worried look.

Vegeta picked up on the look and caught on instantly the boy had been given the forewarning of the battle and Vegeta himself had seen the dream while helping the boy struggle to proper consciousness.
"Father-" He began.
"I know. That does not change anything." Vegeta interrupted.
"But it could be a possible advantage if we use it." Trunks protested.
"We would need a different plan by tomorrow boy and I doubt we could pull it off." Vegeta replied simply. he watched as Trunks lowered his head in defeat.
Vegeta knew the reason for it wasn't that he'd lost the argument but in it all they were going to lose their lives and possibly the saiyan bloodline too.
"Right the teams are as assigned-" Gohan begun.

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The group of them spent the next day sleeping and preparing for that battle that night. Everyone had gathered at the club before. Gys would be informed of Kushami's tratiorship before the end of the night and even then it would be too late for him. They would have all the information they needed. And the war would hopefully be over.

Bulma sat with Bra the two of them going over the normal distraction tactic that Marron and Pan got stuck with. But they would be recognised so it was too risky for them. This time it was Bra's turn to be the center of attention and she was flaunting it.

Vegeta of course watching the whole ordeal with a scowl on his face. He didn't like his only daughter being used as distraction for a group of hormonal soldiers.

Trunks and Pan spent the entire day together. Pan was unsure why. She was sure they would win. But Trunks seemed sceptical. He had a romantic lunch and everything set out for the two of them in a private booth. Goten had helped him set it up in some advice for his own love life... which mainly consisted of Marron. (AN: no G/B here sorry don't flame me)

Gohan and Videl reading the weapon they would be using because ki blasts would detect where they were and some human weapons were much more easier. On occasion you would see the two exchange a small passionate moment from their younger days. The saiyateam always ready to save the world from mortal dangers.

Ubuu spent most of his time loading the equipment in to capsules with the help of Seventeen, Tien and Lunch. The reality of what was going to happen was sinking deep down in to every warriors fighting core, some would return alive and some of them wouldn't. It was a terrifying thought. But all of it was for the good of the world to ride it of this alien menace.

Goten wandered from group to group helping everyone out the best he could. But he still was hearing his father's voice in his head trying to encourage him. Was it communication via king ki he wasn't sure but he welcomed the words. he'd felt as if he'd always had to live up to Gohan. He admired his brother greatly. But he felt like he was living in the shadow of a great hero. The great Saiyaman. The little boy who at eleven years of age defeated Cell. Even though he never took the credit.

Goten sighed and he sat down on a chair after he'd helped all he could. He watched the group of them work. It was hard when he saw alot of the older warriors look his way, like they were hoping he was going to be his father and save them all from this great danger all by himself. Goten sighed. He wasn't his father though he was just plain and ordinary Goten. The teenager who had often had hissy fits, and spent most of his time slacking off. If only he'd trained more often. He hated himself for not following Vegeta's example who was always preparing for some great battle that he seemed to know instinctively that would come along. Vegeta had the ability to move in to super saiyan level four. What could he do? He could barely reach the second level and he was still single and in his thirties. he never felt like such a loser in his entire life time. Gohan was married and him and Videl had Pan by the time he was twenty-two.

Goten was so off in thought he didn't notice Marron sit next to him. It wasn't until she took his hand and looked at him. That he looked back. She was only a few years younger. An object off his affection for a long while. Between her and Bra he'd been torn. But Bra hadn't showed any signs of love only that within a friendship. he guessed it was the incredible age difference. Bra was a very loose young woman.
"Goten you look troubled." Marron said softly to him. "Trunks said you wanted to see me too." She added.
Goten flushed a little 'Trust Trunks.' He thought with a smile.
"I ah... just wanted to know if you know what your doing in this mission?" He lied.
Marron smiled. "I'm part of the team that is going after Gys personally." She replied.
"Oh." he replied.
"Gohan's send a full scale female assault on him. Gys' maybe and alien but according to Kushami he has this weakness for attractive women." She chuckled.
Goten nodded. "So it's you and..." He asked.
"Videl, Chi-chi, Pan, my mother and Kushami." She replied.

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I wasn't quiet so sure where to end this chapter... but any who still r & r pleease??