Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Namekian Saiyan ❯ Prologue
Disclaimer- I do not own Nail or any DBZ charaters... I don't even think I can say I own
Lunatii (or should I say Sarori but thats a whole 'nother fic)! But she came from my
imagination and that's what counts!
A/N- Yes, I know these r both "male" characters and I said "she" in my disclaimer, but
what do namekians know about genders...? Aw, don't worry about it, I'll explain it
better in my fanfics to come. ^_^
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A lone figure sat upon one of the many mountain peaks that this planet had to
offer. It was raining and he was long ago drenched from his chores earlier. The
natives of his planet never had a problem w/ getting wet, after all... they did use
photosynthesis.
Taking a long sigh, the young saiyan looked to the sky once more to check for
signs that the rain would clear up. Oh sure... the plants liked rain... but only for so
long before they had to start relocating some of the rain water back to the lakes from
wence it came. In other words, more chores.... but it's not like it was going to kill him.
Besides there was still always one thing he loved about the rainfall...
Lunatii noticed the three suns were finally breaking up the clouds and smiled.
He'd known it wouldn't rain too long and sure enough the suns weren't going to wait
too long either.
"Escaping from working again, I see."
Obviously no longer alone, the former figure turned around to the familair voice.
Nail only smiled.
"You'll never learn, Luna."
Lunatii spared the mentor a grin before turning his light charcoal eyes back to
see the spectacle he was here for, the best part of a rainy day. No matter how many
times he'd seen it, the multiple rainbows cast across the heavens would always
enrapture him to the point of awe.
"Hey, Nail...?"
"Hmm?" The taller figure had already made himself comfortably sprawled out
on the ledge.
Lunatii bit his lower lip. He just could never leave his history in the past, but
then again... no one had told him he had to.
"You think my planet's this beautiful...?"
Nail tilted his face to the right to where his little brother sat. The boy would
never stop asking questions about where he came from, no matter how many times he
answered them.
"I see no reason why it wouldn't be... especially since Guru said this planet was
even more beautiful before the storm all those years ago...," he answered, "I've told u
this before, you know."
"Yeah, yeah...," he drawled. He shook his dark mahogany mane and sighed, the
spikes on the lower part of skull and the two in his bangs flinging bits of water from
earlier. He also took the time to shake his tail semi-dry and fluff the fur back out
while Nail took the oppurtuniy to flip a droplet from one of his antennae.
"But,... don't you ever wonder why I was sent here? What I'm here for...?" Luna
turned his concerned face back to his brother. Green features smirked back in
amusement.
"Not as often as you, imp"
Lunatii rolled his eyes before diverting them once again.
"Thanks for the support...," was his grumbled reply.
"Your welcome." Nail stretched his arms above his head and then laid them back
down. "After all... without it, you might still be flying around in space somewhere from
the way the elders first took to you." That comment got his attention. The guilty look
wasn't too delayed either. The namek managed an apologitic smile for the kid.
"Look, it's no big deal, Luna."
All Nail was graced with was another sigh.
"I just wonder..., " he said softly, " ... what happened...?"
The older figure sat up and regared those words for what seemed to be the
thousandth time for him. Then he figured the only way to solve this problem was by sheer
distraction alone. Leaning forward, he pushed Lunatii to the side, and catching him
offguard, he toppled right over.
"Well get over it, it's been 6 years* already!" Nail smirked playfully as he watched
the boy take the offense.
"Fine with me, but until then, I'm just going to have to get stronger!" Lunatii grinned
ferally as he cracked his knuckles. Nail shouldn't have been suprised, but he could still
be a little shocked at the monster he helped raise.
"You're kidding! We already had a training session not even five hours ago!"
"Then next time... don't initiate a new fight."
Nail barely found the time to dodge to punch to his abdomen, but he definetly got
the kick to the shin. Though mentally he wondered for the thousandth time what he had
gotten himself into.
Maybe some questions were just meant to repeat themselves.
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* For those of u who forget, Namekian years r twice as long as Earth ones. Lunatii is 12 here.