Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lost In Your Eyes ❯ Saints ( Chapter 7 )

I like all the different people, I like sticky everywhere, suey and saints, at the faire

~Saints, The Breeders

"I have an idea." Trunks said as he took Jennifer's hand, "If everything here is illusion and it can read our thoughts and give us whatever we want…"

Jennifer grinned, suddenly understanding, "We can pretty much think about anything and have it come true…well, sorta!"

"Okay, so think of something." He said, "Anything!"

Jennifer closed her eyes, thought for a moment and smiled. She heard Trunks sharp intake of breath and opened her eyes. Just beyond the two cottages, where before there had been nothing but more cloud and blue sky, a carnival had been erected! Complete with an old fashioned ferris wheel and man shouting about guessing people's weight for a dollar. Jennifer said; "I've always wanted to go an old fashioned country faire!"

"Wow! That's great, Jen!" Trunks said, as she pulled him along towards the carnival, cheery pipe music from the carousel carried towards them and the smell of popcorn and cotton candy was almost overwhelming. A little girl in a pink ruffled dress ran by with a handful of tickets and balloons flying above her curly dark haired head, "Your imagination sure is detailed!"

"I just remembered all the shows on television I've seen with carnivals like this one," She said, "Let's go on a ride, Trunks!"

"Okay, but nothing that goes upside down," He said, "I get motion sick!"

She shook her head and laughed, he went upside down when he flew by himself all the time! She stopped, her eyes wide, Now, how had she known that?!

"Don't worry," He looked at her, "I think it's this place, I can read some of your thoughts too."

She blushed to know he could hear her thinking about him! How cute he was and how…Oh, dammit! She blushed harder as he grinned at her, forcing her to shake her head and try to think non-thoughts. They got on the ferris wheel because Jennifer said she always liked them the best and the chair they sat in rocked slightly as other passengers, people from Jennifer's imagination to fill the background up, piled on below them, car by car.

They were right above a little tow-headed boy with an older gentleman who was probably the youth's grandfather. The kid held a caramel apple in his sticky fingers and laughed at everything, including a man on stilts walking by as if he were on his own two feet, his head high up in the air. Jennifer laughed when she saw him and asked Trunks; "Your doing? I didn't think about any circus performers."

He shrugged and looked out across the field that hadn't been there moments ago; "I've always wanted to go to the circus…" A large stripped tent had appeared with animals all around in cages and performers practicing their acts all about. They reached the top of the ferris wheel and suddenly Trunks turned to Jennifer.

Before she could say anything, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her near, capturing her mouth with his own in a sweet kiss she was loath to break. It was all such a magical moment, high up on a ferris wheel that didn't really exist, up the clouds, in a place of their own imagination, in the arms of the one person she knew she would love forever…

Forever? She thought, I'm only sixteen years old! Forever is a long time! But even as she thought it, she knew that her first instinct was right. She was in love with him, had been since the moment he had first bumped in to her on the sidewalk on her way to the bus stop, probably even before then, and she knew the way he kissed her that he felt the same way.

She could never love anyone else in her entire life. If they ended up never seeing each other again, after all this way over and done, she would still hold him up as a basis by which she would judge all her future boyfriends and even her husband one day.

But such thoughts of never seeing him again made her stomach tighten with fear and the sky above them turn gray. He ended the kiss and shook his head at her; "Don't think such things, Jennifer, I will never leave your side."

She smiled again and the skies turned back to the bright afternoon azure tone they had been before. After they had ridden on several rides and eaten a bunch of snacks, including kettle corn and some cotton candy, when the illusionary sky was turning into twilight, they made their way, hand in hand, towards the tent set up across the field and into it to wait for the show to start. Jennifer had never felt happier in her life.

She knew she should feel guilty, Poor Chi Chi was back on Earth, with a demon inside her, making her sick. But she knew that the passage of time here was so that it may seem long to her, back on Earth Chi Chi and the others would hardly have time to miss them. She and Trunks might as well keep themselves occupied until it was their turn to be seen. And what did it hurt if they had a little fun in doing so?

"Oh, look!" Jennifer cried, pointing and laughing as a girl hung upside down from a trapeze. She swung and let go and seemed to float in midair towards her partner, a young man who hung from the opposite swing and caught her heels, lifting her up in the air and letting her go so that she did a flip and landed on the wire strung over a net held below in order to catch them should they fall. She felt like a little girl again, giddy with excitement, she clapped and whistled, "This is wonderful!"

Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation and looked down to see her clothing had changed. She wore the sparkling pink and silver leotard of a trapeze artist, she looked up to see Trunks wearing a similar outfit, only without the gauzy skirt attached to her's. "What's going on?" She asked as he smiled, and stood up, helping her to her feet, he started to pull her towards the ladder that would lead to the high wire. She balked and hung back, afraid.

"Come on, Jen," He said, pulling on her hand, "What's the fun of creating something if we can't take part in it! It'll be fun! We can't really get hurt, you know, it's only…"

"Illusion, I know," She said, looking up and swallowing, "Still, illusion or not, that's pretty high!"

"I know," He said, "That was my doing, wait, listen!"

They did and the Master of Ceremonies came out all decked out in top hat and tails, bowed to the audience and shouted into his microphone, which echoed around them; "Ladies and Gentlemen! Children of all ages! Welcome! Tonight we have a very special show for you! I present to you, to do their daring feats of wonder high above this floor, with only a paltry net to catch them should they suddenly loose their balance…Everyone, quiet please! They are risking their very lives to bring you this entertainment!"

Jennifer gulped and Trunks grinned.

"I present to you now…Miss. Jennifer The Breathtaking and her partner Trunks The Mighty!"

Jennifer looked over at Trunks and smirked; " `Trunks the Mighty'?"

He shrugged, "Well, it's was all I could come up with! Come on, we're on!"

"I don't think I can do this…"

"Yes you can," He said as he started to climb, "Just think that you've done this all the time and it's no big deal."

She did and smiled, suddenly everything was clear. She was no longer afraid of the height or of falling. She knew how to do this. She was born to do this. She and Trunks preformed all the daring feats of true trapeze artists as if they had both been doing nothing else all their lives.

She loved the rush of air through her hair as she swung, the feeling of complete weightlessness as she flew through the air right before Trunks caught her and kept her from landing in the net below. She heard the gasps and cheers of the crowd as they walked the tight rope or when Trunks balanced a chair on his shoulders with her standing on top of it spinning two fire-lit batons between her outstretched hands.

Afterwards, there were roses at their feet and the cheering crowd yelled out how much they had enjoyed their performance. Trunks seemed especially pleased with the recognition and for a moment he forgot that none of it was real. He and Jennifer bowed in all the directions of the audience and skipped from the ring, both giddy with excitement. A young woman on horseback rode past them and smiled down at Trunks, winking.

He looked away from Jennifer's accusing look and said; "I'm getting hungry, let's find some place to eat."

"No, let's `create' a place to eat!"

"Better yet," He countered, "Let's just `create' some food!"

Jennifer laughed as a picnic basket appeared in her hands and her clothing changed instantly back to normal. His did the same and the circus tent and carnival disappeared, leaving them behind their two cottages in a sweet smelling meadow of clover with a red and white gingham tablecloth spread out on the ground for them to sit upon. Jennifer and Trunks sat down and Jennifer lifted the white clothe from the top of the basket, peering within.

Two candles appeared from nowhere and sat one on each end of the clothe on the ground, lit and giving them light by which to see by. Even though the illusionary stars and bright round moon provided enough light by which to eat their meal by.

"Ooh, yum!" She pulled out fried chicken, potato salad, corn on the cob, a few apples, potato chips, baked beans and green bean and fried onion casserole. She also pulled out two plates and some silverware. After dishing out a plateful for Trunks, she got herself some food and they ate as they talked, discussing the day and what they had done, what they planned to do tomorrow if they weren't called to be seen yet, and what they planned for the their future when they finally left Purgatory to return to Earth after Chi Chi was better.

She yawned and said; "I'm sorry, I'm just so tired."

He nodded and said; "I know what you mean, I'm exhausted. I think after we eat, we should go to bed."

She agreed and finished her meal, washing it all down with a glass of apple cider she had found sitting next to her. After they'd both eaten, the basket, table clothe and candles all disappeared and Trunks walked Jennifer to her doorstep, held her for a long moment as he kissed her good night. "Sleep tight," He ordered, making her smile, she responded, "Don't let the bedbugs bite!"

He waited until she was inside and the door had closed behind her before he walked over to the other little cottage and opened the door to go inside. Illusion or not, that had been one exhilarating day!