Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Truthfully Yours ❯ The unknown ( Chapter 15 )

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

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A/N: I request that the reader tells me if he/she liked it, why and why not. If not… well I accept flamers too. I will write as I see fit, not because you review or not. To me it is often because I have no time or muse. So bear with me.

By the way, you should check out the following stories called:

"Forgotten tears of a Warrior" by: Star Spangle Mistress,

"The Story of You and Me" by fusionHA

"The story between you and me" by Akemi

"Puppy love series" by Slyhterinette

"Saiyan Troubles" by Kat

"Love's Labor" by Ryukodomo

"Fractured Fairytales" by SaintMe

"Caught between Two Worlds" by alfarrar

"Shattered and Scarred" by alfarrar

"The Kakarotte factor" by Echelon

Maybe by doing this they'll write more and I won't have to wait till next month for an update.

Ch. 15

<<We cannot predict the inevitable. We can only accept it as our life unfolds.>> Author Unknown.

Bren stood in front of his father waiting for the time he would wake. His brother Trunks had told him that he would stand by his side when he told his mother the news and he had. Bulma had been disappointed and had wanted to kill her only daughter even though she was not a she anymore. After a while, she had calmed down and demanded answers. Reasons as to why her only daughter, the exact image of herself, had decided quite suddenly and forever that she wanted to be a man instead.

Bren told her that he wanted, needed to change simply because the love of his life would never look at him twice if he were a mere girl. Bulma had started to cry. She had started to sob saying that she had obviously done something wrong. She hooked her own blue eyes to her first-born, her son and silently asked him to comfort her but he made no move. He just shook his head in response.

Bren made his way towards his mother and said...

"You did nothing wrong. You taught me that if I wanted something I should do anything that it could take to have it and this is what I have done." - with that Bulma cried harder and hugged Bren with all her might afraid her daughter turned son would disappear that quick if she did not hold on with all the strength she could muster.

Trunks just stood there wondering if by the time their dearest father woke up, would his mother be able to calm him down for wanting to kill his other born, his used to be favorite that was once named Bra, but now was called Bren.

So there he was sitting in front of his father waiting for him to wake up. He could only wait and see what else could happen next. It was weird how things could so suddenly shift and change that quickly in a matter of two weeks with a small visit from an estranged female saiyan called Sakura.

Sakura felt every drop of hot scalding water that fell on her skin as she stood there with her legs spread wide to keep her steady on the slippery floor of the shower, her arms extended to the wall with the same function and she sighed. She could not totally understand how she had really failed to stand up to her cause of not needing a shower when she really did need it. It was all Radditz's fault for saying she stunk. But she didn't submit without a fight, ever. It just wasn't in her nature to submit. She was a fierce female saiyan warrior. She might not have the power level to show for it, but the simple fact that she had been alive this long, proved to the rest of the fucking universe that she was a force not to be reckon with.

Some robot had come in to wash her hair and she had let it do its magic. But that had been over an hour and she still didn't have the intention or the will to leave the shower and get dressed. The onna called Bulma had given her some of her old clothes to wear at first, but after Sakura explained her that she wouldn't be wearing her clothes as it wouldn't fit her, she had begrudgingly agreed to let her wear one of Vegeta's saiyan suits.

It stood there now in one of the shelves. Waiting for her to put it on. But she still couldn't make herself move. Things had gotten out of control. Vegeta and Kakarott were meant together, but; there was the obvious friction between the two. It was all Vegeta's fault, anyway. He had no right to bound Kakarott to him like that, without ever battling it over. Vegeta was obviously an alpha male, but Kakarott; despite the fact that the other side of his personality was kind and gentle; it didn't mean that he wasn't an alpha male as well.

She shut the water off and prayed to Tahoka that all would work out. Suddenly, images that she had seen before came through her mind making her cry out silently the pain that they held.

The door burst open and she turned half-crazed eyes to see who was it that stopped the pain even for a few seconds, and was shocked to see the dark eyes of Son Gohan standing there before her.

"Sakura!" - he knelt next to her and for the second time that week held her in his arms trying to console whatever had frightened her.

Only after two minutes as her breath even out, did he realized that she was naked. His cheeks dyed red as another part of his body took in the tantalizing scent of her being.

The images kept on coming though the pain had ebbed away. She saw the earth in ruins as two saiyans battled. Was that Turles? No, yes, maybe. She didn't know. She didn't care. The image shifted to the prince of saiyans standing before Vegeta-sei. Her mind confused by this image was trying to reason with her brain that it was not possible for Vegeta to stand on his homeland because Vegeta-sei had exploded and then it came forth, the image of the gatekeeper hinting at her to look at Earth. It was in shambles and it was then that she understood. The gods were quarreling between themselves.

Tahoka and the other two gods of Vegeta-sei had been undermined and had been held away from their duties for far too long. It was obvious that the Kai's control over the universe were soon to be brought down just like Freeza had been.

The connection ended and she shivered as all of it came crashing down on her. In order to maintain a balance in both worlds, there had to be something that she could do. The legendary was going to be reborn to defend his race from the evil gods that had allowed such monstrosity to happen, the end of his world just because they wouldn't grant the power to Bardock. Bardock could have come with the power and he could have wield it to his liking, but they stopped him. It was their fault. It was all their fault.

Gohan soothe her with his three day old reborn tail making her sigh as the feeling of seeing the future left her to be replaced by something in her belly. She looked up at Gohan and was surprised to see his eyes darken with unsuppressed desire. She tried to put some space between them but found herself deeply attached to his chest. She felt his reborn tail wrapping itself onto her waist and gasped at the intrusion. He bent his head to catch her lips and she panicked.

"SON GOHAN?!" - the door burst open and Gohan and Sakura were sprung apart by a force only known as Videl Son.

Sakura grabbed her saiyan suit while Gohan turned around to confront his wife. She put it on with an ease that was enviable as the spandex fit every part of her body snuggly and IT her way out of the open fire leaving Gohan to fend for himself with his wife.