Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Give Up ❯ Chapter 35 ( Chapter 35 )
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By: AMCM74 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.08.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 363 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 02.08.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 363 | Status: Completed
I NEVER GIVE UP
By: AMCM74
Chapter 35
Vegeta spun around as the door of the gravity room whooshed open. He could not hide the shock and surprise that flashed over his features. Trunks stood there with Aiko next to him. Vegeta's eyes pinned on the Saiyan fighting armor. “What are you doing, Brat.”
Trunks merely grinned. Aiko ran to Vegeta and bowed “I was telling Daddy what a great fighter you are, last night.” She was beaming. “He is a bit skeptical” she looked over her shoulder at Trunks.
Vegeta looked from Aiko to Trunks “What are you up to brat.”
Trunks shrugged and shut the door. “I thought a little sparing match is in order.” Trunks watched Vegeta's face grow emotionless. “With my ki finally restored, I think you should test your skill against Aiko and me.”
Vegeta growled and walked over to his son, in a low tone he growled, “Are you attempting to turn the child against me?”
Trunks dropped into a stance and replied “Not at all. I have thought this over. You offense is truly against Aiko. She should be the one to kick the shit out of you. I just get to help”
Aiko squealed in delight. “Let's go, Grandpa!”
Before Vegeta could react he turned to see the girl spring into the air and flip over him. Dodging to the side, Vegeta escaped the booted heel that slammed into the ground.
Aiko flipped backward. She pushed the ground with all she had, launching her feet into Vegeta's chin.
Vegeta reacted by grabbing her little leg and tossing her to the side. A ki blast followed her into the wall.
Trunks blink in shock. He was finally realizing thing the true extent of Aiko's training. Vegeta had not gone easy or held back any more then when He had been training. The image of his tiny daughter slumping down the wall sent Trunks into a rage and he attacked.
Vegeta and Trunks blocked and punched with each other. Vegeta slowly retreating as Trunks pressed in with his rage. With a sudden spin Vegeta brought his leg around to connect with Trunks stomach.
Trunks buckled and bent around the leg, his mouth opening forming a soundless shout. Vegeta was not done yet. His fist came around and the force threw Trunks back.
Vegeta sensed her before he actually saw Aiko. She leapt up and locked her wrists around Vegeta's shoulders. Then with a wicked laugh, she used Vegeta's own massive shoulders to propel her feet into his spine knocking him forward.
Vegeta caught himself and spun on the balls of his feet, his full intention on chasing the child across the room. He was surprised to see Aiko rushing at him with a ki blast in her hand. His eyes grew wide and he dropped back so that she flew over him.
Aiko landed on her feet, they squeaked as they slide across the floor, as she changed direction.
Trunks shook his head as he looked up. He watched his daughter putting Vegeta on the defensive. Her tiny form hovering in the air so that she could trade blows with the Prince of Saiyans.
Suddenly with incredible speed Vegeta grabbed Aiko's armor in his left hand. With a series of quick shakes he tossed her around and then threw her off to the side. Trunks dove and caught the girl in his arms. Looking down at her tiny face he frowned. She had her eyes squeezed shut and her jaw set. She was fully prepared to take the crushing blow the floor offered.
The she opened her eyes. The bright blue eyes sparkled at him with a hidden fire. Aiko smiled “Come on dad! Let's get him!”
Trunks set her down and shook his head. “Leave dad and grandpa spar for a bit.” Trunks turned Supper Saiyan and Vegeta chuckled and followed suit. Then Trunks rushed in.
Aiko sat on the gravity room floor on her knees. Her breathing ragged, not from exhaustion, but from her own rage. She knew why her father did not want her to fight. She did not have the ability to turn Super Saiyan yet. The mere idea enraged her very soul. She was a Saiyan too! She was of royal blood; it was her heritage, her birthright! She wanted to be a Super Saiyan too! This was not fair. She watched the fight growing more intense.
Ohhh, how she hoped to one day be like them, to have that kind of power at her control. Jumping up she watched the glowing warriors with envious eyes. She screamed in her frustration. She knew what she was. A child throwing a tantrum and she didn't care one little bit. It was NOT FAIR!
Vegeta heard his granddaughters shout and turned to see what was upsetting her. Trunks looked over at Aiko as his fist landed in the unsuspecting Vegeta's jaw. Vegeta landed on the ground but did not take his eyes from the child.
Together they stared at the lighting flying around the room. The power that was being generated in the tiny form came in short flickering bursts like. Trunks choked as Aiko began to glow with an intense yellow light. Vegeta climbing to his feet, a smirk of satisfaction playing across his lips, he had missed Trunks transformation. He looked to Trunks and said “Be grateful, son. This is her first Super Saiyan transformation. It is possible with the thinning blood line that another Super Saiyan will never happen again.”
Trunks nodded and tried to hold back his tears. He had missed her first words, her first steps, and her first tooth. His heart swelled with pride as he watched his daughter slump to the floor unconscious from the exertion. He had not missed her first Super Saiyan transformation. Trunks walked over and lifted his baby girl into his arms and held her next to his heart.
Vegeta walked over, and together father and son basked in the pride.
Bra yawned and rolled over. Her hand patting the pillow next to her searching for Mark. Opening her eyes she looked around the bed. No he was not there. Sitting up she glanced around the room and saw him standing by the window in his business suit. She kept silent as she heard him talking on the phone.
“I am not insane, Bradley and you know it.” Mark said in a strong tone. “She can not do this. I swear I will sue any one with a hand in it.” Mark paused “Of course I am willing to take part in a competency hearing. I already told you I am not insane..... Well of course I am not going to run back to Fellowes. I never signed my self in there in the first place. WHAT! I do not care what papers and signatures they say they have. I did not go of my own free will.” Mark hefted a huge sigh “Damn it, Bradley, I do not care what you have to do stall her lawyers until I can get there. No I have no idea how long it will take, but I will do my best. Thanks for you help. I won't forget it.” Mark hung up and leaned his head on the glass pane.
Bra sat up and tossed her long legs off the bed. Pulling on her satin robe she walked over and put her arms around her mate. He looked over at her and pushed a weak smiled “Good morning, baby.”
“Really?” Bra kissed his shoulder “It does not sound like it.”
Mark ran a hand through his hair. “It is a good morning aside from the fact that my mother is trying to sell Global out from under us.”
“She is planning on what?” Bra let go and stared at him with huge blue orbs. `But she can't do that... The company is yours....
Mark shook his head “No she is my next of kin, and they have three doctors willing to testify I am insane. The company reverts to her until I am really to handle it again. If ever.”
Bra growled “Well, then what about Aiko... You left it to her in your Will.”
Mark shrugged “I thought of that one too. But I am still alive and the Will is not any good unless I get good and dead.”
“You can scratch that idea.' Bra huffed and waved a finger at him “I was not to pleased the entire time you were gone last time.” She placed a finger on her full red lips and then brightened “What if we got married now? I would be your next of kin then! Global would be safe and we can straighten this mess out at our leisure.”
“As much as I love you Bra.” Mark looked down at her sadly. “The way things stand now... I can't marry you.”
Bra stepped back and blinked. Her eyes full of confusion.
Trunks merely grinned. Aiko ran to Vegeta and bowed “I was telling Daddy what a great fighter you are, last night.” She was beaming. “He is a bit skeptical” she looked over her shoulder at Trunks.
Vegeta looked from Aiko to Trunks “What are you up to brat.”
Trunks shrugged and shut the door. “I thought a little sparing match is in order.” Trunks watched Vegeta's face grow emotionless. “With my ki finally restored, I think you should test your skill against Aiko and me.”
Vegeta growled and walked over to his son, in a low tone he growled, “Are you attempting to turn the child against me?”
Trunks dropped into a stance and replied “Not at all. I have thought this over. You offense is truly against Aiko. She should be the one to kick the shit out of you. I just get to help”
Aiko squealed in delight. “Let's go, Grandpa!”
Before Vegeta could react he turned to see the girl spring into the air and flip over him. Dodging to the side, Vegeta escaped the booted heel that slammed into the ground.
Aiko flipped backward. She pushed the ground with all she had, launching her feet into Vegeta's chin.
Vegeta reacted by grabbing her little leg and tossing her to the side. A ki blast followed her into the wall.
Trunks blink in shock. He was finally realizing thing the true extent of Aiko's training. Vegeta had not gone easy or held back any more then when He had been training. The image of his tiny daughter slumping down the wall sent Trunks into a rage and he attacked.
Vegeta and Trunks blocked and punched with each other. Vegeta slowly retreating as Trunks pressed in with his rage. With a sudden spin Vegeta brought his leg around to connect with Trunks stomach.
Trunks buckled and bent around the leg, his mouth opening forming a soundless shout. Vegeta was not done yet. His fist came around and the force threw Trunks back.
Vegeta sensed her before he actually saw Aiko. She leapt up and locked her wrists around Vegeta's shoulders. Then with a wicked laugh, she used Vegeta's own massive shoulders to propel her feet into his spine knocking him forward.
Vegeta caught himself and spun on the balls of his feet, his full intention on chasing the child across the room. He was surprised to see Aiko rushing at him with a ki blast in her hand. His eyes grew wide and he dropped back so that she flew over him.
Aiko landed on her feet, they squeaked as they slide across the floor, as she changed direction.
Trunks shook his head as he looked up. He watched his daughter putting Vegeta on the defensive. Her tiny form hovering in the air so that she could trade blows with the Prince of Saiyans.
Suddenly with incredible speed Vegeta grabbed Aiko's armor in his left hand. With a series of quick shakes he tossed her around and then threw her off to the side. Trunks dove and caught the girl in his arms. Looking down at her tiny face he frowned. She had her eyes squeezed shut and her jaw set. She was fully prepared to take the crushing blow the floor offered.
The she opened her eyes. The bright blue eyes sparkled at him with a hidden fire. Aiko smiled “Come on dad! Let's get him!”
Trunks set her down and shook his head. “Leave dad and grandpa spar for a bit.” Trunks turned Supper Saiyan and Vegeta chuckled and followed suit. Then Trunks rushed in.
Aiko sat on the gravity room floor on her knees. Her breathing ragged, not from exhaustion, but from her own rage. She knew why her father did not want her to fight. She did not have the ability to turn Super Saiyan yet. The mere idea enraged her very soul. She was a Saiyan too! She was of royal blood; it was her heritage, her birthright! She wanted to be a Super Saiyan too! This was not fair. She watched the fight growing more intense.
Ohhh, how she hoped to one day be like them, to have that kind of power at her control. Jumping up she watched the glowing warriors with envious eyes. She screamed in her frustration. She knew what she was. A child throwing a tantrum and she didn't care one little bit. It was NOT FAIR!
Vegeta heard his granddaughters shout and turned to see what was upsetting her. Trunks looked over at Aiko as his fist landed in the unsuspecting Vegeta's jaw. Vegeta landed on the ground but did not take his eyes from the child.
Together they stared at the lighting flying around the room. The power that was being generated in the tiny form came in short flickering bursts like. Trunks choked as Aiko began to glow with an intense yellow light. Vegeta climbing to his feet, a smirk of satisfaction playing across his lips, he had missed Trunks transformation. He looked to Trunks and said “Be grateful, son. This is her first Super Saiyan transformation. It is possible with the thinning blood line that another Super Saiyan will never happen again.”
Trunks nodded and tried to hold back his tears. He had missed her first words, her first steps, and her first tooth. His heart swelled with pride as he watched his daughter slump to the floor unconscious from the exertion. He had not missed her first Super Saiyan transformation. Trunks walked over and lifted his baby girl into his arms and held her next to his heart.
Vegeta walked over, and together father and son basked in the pride.
Bra yawned and rolled over. Her hand patting the pillow next to her searching for Mark. Opening her eyes she looked around the bed. No he was not there. Sitting up she glanced around the room and saw him standing by the window in his business suit. She kept silent as she heard him talking on the phone.
“I am not insane, Bradley and you know it.” Mark said in a strong tone. “She can not do this. I swear I will sue any one with a hand in it.” Mark paused “Of course I am willing to take part in a competency hearing. I already told you I am not insane..... Well of course I am not going to run back to Fellowes. I never signed my self in there in the first place. WHAT! I do not care what papers and signatures they say they have. I did not go of my own free will.” Mark hefted a huge sigh “Damn it, Bradley, I do not care what you have to do stall her lawyers until I can get there. No I have no idea how long it will take, but I will do my best. Thanks for you help. I won't forget it.” Mark hung up and leaned his head on the glass pane.
Bra sat up and tossed her long legs off the bed. Pulling on her satin robe she walked over and put her arms around her mate. He looked over at her and pushed a weak smiled “Good morning, baby.”
“Really?” Bra kissed his shoulder “It does not sound like it.”
Mark ran a hand through his hair. “It is a good morning aside from the fact that my mother is trying to sell Global out from under us.”
“She is planning on what?” Bra let go and stared at him with huge blue orbs. `But she can't do that... The company is yours....
Mark shook his head “No she is my next of kin, and they have three doctors willing to testify I am insane. The company reverts to her until I am really to handle it again. If ever.”
Bra growled “Well, then what about Aiko... You left it to her in your Will.”
Mark shrugged “I thought of that one too. But I am still alive and the Will is not any good unless I get good and dead.”
“You can scratch that idea.' Bra huffed and waved a finger at him “I was not to pleased the entire time you were gone last time.” She placed a finger on her full red lips and then brightened “What if we got married now? I would be your next of kin then! Global would be safe and we can straighten this mess out at our leisure.”
“As much as I love you Bra.” Mark looked down at her sadly. “The way things stand now... I can't marry you.”
Bra stepped back and blinked. Her eyes full of confusion.