Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love In A Ruined World ❯ Of Ham Sandwiches and Hostages ( Chapter 9 )

DISCLAIMER: Neither DBZ nor Sailor Moon or any of the characters are owned by me. They're owned by greedy old men without families. Blah.

NOTES: This fanfic takes place after Sailor Moon Super S (in Sailor Moon's world) and after Trunks returns to the future after the Cell Saga (in DBZ's world).

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Trunks, Bulma, and Ami were sitting around the Briefs' lunch table, eating lunch. Trunks and Bulma were both having salad, while Ami was eating a ham sandwich made from the leftover ham from several days before.

"Are you guys sure you don't want a ham sandwich too?" Ami asked. "They're awfully good..."

"We're fine, dear," Bulma said sweetly.

"Mom, Ami did really good in the training pod today," Trunks said. Ami giggled.

"No, no, not really..." Ami said modestly. "I was defeated by that Zarbon creature..."

"What about the monster with the spikes?" Trunks asked. "You defeated that! And just a few days ago it nearly beat you."

"Wow, Ami, that's great!" Bulma said. "Good job!"

Ami smiled.

"Thank you," Ami said. "I guess being here with Trunks has helped me get stronger... watching him fight is definitely helping."

"You learned a new magical attack," Trunks said. "There's no way I could have helped you with that. Good work, Ami."

"Thank you," Ami replied.

"So, are you two going to train anymore after lunch?" Bulma asked "It sounds like you two have been making wonderful progress!"

"Actually, I want to go into town today and help rebuild for a while," Trunks said. "Maybe I can patch things up with Chris. He really laid into me yesterday... and some of the things I said weren't very kind. Ami and I will probably train tonight, after dinner."

"That sounds good," Ami said, taking a bite out of her ham sandwich. "Helping out in the town yesterday was very fun."

"I just hope that more evil creatures don't show up to ruin what we've already done," Trunks said. "But I'm sure that Ami and I can stop anyone that shows up."

Trunks took the last bite of his salad, then pushed the bowl into the center of the table.

"Well, I'm done," Trunks said. "Ami, how about you?"

"Just about," Ami said, holding up a half-finished ham sandwich. "I like to eat slowly."

"That's okay," Trunks said. "I'm going to go upstairs and wash up."

Trunks left the kitchen and walked upstairs.

"Trunks has a lot of confidence in you, Ami," Bulma said. "Either that, or he's just trying to be nice."

"I know," Ami said. "He still seems kind of... angry, though."

"He's been through a lot, dear," Bulma said sadly. "I think that you being here has helped him tremendously. I'm trying to get him to cheer up, but you've really started to warm his heart, I know it."

"Do you think... he likes me?" Ami asked. She gasped, and put her hand over her mouth.

"What's wrong, Ami?" Bulma asked.

"I don't know where that came from..." Ami said quietly. "Oh, look at me, I'm talking just like a giggling schoolgirl... it's just that, well..."

"Trunks likes you," Bulma said. "He told me that you're the first person besides me that understands him, at least a little bit. But... I think it's only as a friend. I haven't really pried into what Trunks feels. Why don't you just finish up your sandwich, okay?"

"Alright," Ami said, taking another bite out of her lunch. "Oh geez, now Bulma thinks I... like... Trunks... do I like Trunks? As a friend, maybe...."

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"I think he's ready to tell us everything we want to know!" Rosemary said happily.

"Oh, yes, he is!" Angelica said.

The chair that Chris had been sitting in had been dragged out to the center of the room. Chris' arms were tied to the armrests of the chair by ribbons. His legs were also tied to the chair. He growled angrily.

"I'm telling you, I don't know what you're talking about!" Chris said.

"Ah, but I think you doooo!" Chamomile said, waving her finger in Chris' face. "You're Sailor Mercury's boyfriend!"

"No, I'm not!" Chris shouted. "I don't even know her!"

"Wait a second," Angelica said. "He's telling the truth about not being Sailor Mercury's boyfriend. Sailor Mercury's boyfriend was tough enough to beat Serris AND Crysthea's strongest monster."

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm," Rosemary and Chamomile said, nodding their heads in agreement.

"Soooooooo, if he really was that strong, he'd be able to break free of his bonds, no sweat! Am I right?" Angelica asked.

"That's right!" Chris said. "So let me go!"

"What if he's pretending to be weak in order to trick us?" Rosemary asked.

"He's just waiting for us to turn around so he can break free and kill us!" Chamomile said. "It's a trap!"

"No, no!" Chris pleaded. "I couldn't do that!"

"Maybe he likes being tied up," Rosemary said.

"Or maybe he wants Sailor Mercury to come save him!" Chamomile said. "Even though he doesn't need saving!"

"I do need saving!" Chris yelled. "Somebody save-"

Angelica put her hand over Chris' mouth, silencing him.

"Look, you," Angelica said. "Even though you might not be Sailor Mercury's boyfriend, we know you know about them. Your mom told us."

"So you're going to tell us everything you know, or your mom will get the same treatment you're getting," Rosemary said evilly. "Got it?

Angelica slowly slid her hand away from Chris' mouth.

"If you... hurt my mom..." Chris said through gritted teeth, "I'm going... to tear all of you apart!"

The three girls gasped. Then, they began giggling insanely.

"He says he's going to tear us apart!" Chamomile giggled. "He's funny!"

"He thinks he's a big man," Rosemary said, laughing.

"We'll treat him like a little man," Angelica said. She turned to Chris. "Tell us everything you know about Sailor Mercury, or we'll beat the living hell out of your mother."

"Fine," Chris said. "Sailor Mercury's... boyfriend, is a boy named Trunks. He lives about a mile from here. He's not her boyfriend, they're just friends. Well, actually, I don't know..."

"Same difference," Rosemary said. "What else do you know?"

"How strong is Trunks?" Angelica asked.

"Is he cute?" Chamomile said.

"He's strong enough to kick the crap out of you three," Chris said, smiling. "When-"

Angelica angrily slapped Chris across the face. Then, she began giggling.

"Oops, I don't know what got into me there," Angelica said. "Guess I'm a little mad..."

"Because you know I have a better chance with Trunks than you do?" Chamomile asked mockingly.

"You're too ugly for him to like you," Rosemary said. "I'm the cutest out of all three of us."

"Hey, Trunks might be kind of mad if we try to kill Sailor Mercury," Angelica said. "So when we're fighting him, you two beat up Mercury while I flirt with Trunks. He'll like me more."

"You're not the boss of me!" Chamomile shouted. "And what the heck kind of logic is that?"

"You can have this guy," Rosemary said, pointing to Chris. "I think he likes you."

"I think he likes his mom," Angelica said, smiling. Chris snarled and bit at Angelica's hand.

"Leave my mom alone!" Chris shouted. "Give her back!"

"Hey, you," Rosemary said. "Are you Trunks' friend, or do you just know him?"

"We had a fight," Chris said. "Okay?"

"Are you still friends?" Angelica asked. "If you are, we might have some use for you."

"Cammy," Rosemary said, looking over to Chamomile. "Go to Trunks' house and tell him that we have something that belongs to him. We'll trade for Sailor Mercury."

"So I'm a bargaining chip?" Chris asked indignantly.

"Yep! A tasty lowfat bargaining chip!" Angelica said happily. "With onion dip!"

"You said Trunks' house was a mile from here," Rosemary said. "Exactly where a mile from here?"

"Tell us or your mom gets it!" Chamomile said.

"Alright," Chris said reluctantly.

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"Well, that was very good!" Ami said, handing Bulma her plate and rubbing her stomach.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Bulma said. "You really enjoy sandwiches, don't you?"

"They're very good finger food," Ami said. "I can eat them and read at the same time."

"You enjoy reading?" Bulma asked. "That's good. I didn't read very much when I was a child, but my father taught me everything he knew... he was a very, very smart man, bless his soul..."

"I never really knew my father," Ami said. "He left my mother and I when I was very young to be a painter..."

"That doesn't sound like a very good father," Trunks said, walking into the room. "And he left for a really bad reason."

"He loved art very much," Ami said. "I guess that since my mother was a doctor, she seemed rather stuffy to him... he loved her a whole lot, but..."

"Was he a very good artist?" Trunks asked.

"Yes, he was," Ami said. "I have one of his best paintings in my room, hanging up over my bed. He painted it for me when I was only a baby."

"You washed up awfully fast," Bulma said. "In a hurry?"

"The sooner we get to town, the sooner we can come back and train," Trunks said. "I've decided that I really want to help Ami learn a couple of my techniques. If she can focus her ki into some of those magical attacks she uses, their power could increase dramatically."

"Wow," Ami said. "Really?"

"It might be hard work, though," Trunks said. "I'm confident that you'll be a quick study. Well, we'd better get going."

"Alright," Ami said, walking over to Trunks. She turned back to face Bulma. "Goodbye, Mrs. Briefs! Thank you for the wonderful supper!"

"You're welcome!" Bulma said. "See you soon!"

Trunks and Ami exited the kitchen, then left the house.

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"Well, we're almost there," Trunks said, walking down the road to town with Ami.

"Hey, look!" Ami said, pointing to the silhouette of a person walking in the other direction. "I wonder who that is?"

Chamomile walked down the road in the other direction.

"The other girls told me not to fly around anymore, since someone might see us and get freaked out... they weren't worried about that before. Grrr, my feet are starting to hurt. Hey, I see someone..." Chamomile said to herself, squinting to see the figures of Trunks and Ami. "I wonder..."

Trunks, Ami, and Chamomile continued to walk toward each other until they finally met. Ami smiled sweetly.

"Hello!" Ami said, greeting Chamomile, not knowing that she was in fact greeting one of Crysthea's evil warriors. "And who might you be?"

"What should I do?" Crysthea thought. "Hmmm... they're coming from the direction of Trunks' house. Could they be Trunks and Sailor Mercury? That girl doesn't look like Sailor Mercury. Wow, the guy's pretty hot, though..."

"My name's Cammy," Chamomile said. "I'm uh... going back to my village."

"Village is that way," Trunks said, pointing outward. "You're going the wrong way."

"That's not my village," Chamomile said.

"You're a long way from your village, then. Both of the others nearby were destroyed," Trunks said. "The closest one besides the one we're headed to is sixty miles from here. Are you sure you know where you're going?"

"Sixty miles?" Chamomile yelled. "Oh no, I'm lost..."

Trunks sighed.

"I could take you there in about a minute," Trunks said. "Just grab onto my shoulders, and I'll fly you there."

"This guy can fly sixty miles a minute, and he can fly?" Chamomile thought. "He's gotta be that Trunks person! The girl traveling with him must be Sailor Mercury, wearing some sort of disguise. Hmmm... should I confront this guy here? He seems awfully powerful... can I beat him by myself? I'm twice as powerful as Serris, but evidently, so was this guy... I'll wait until I'm with the other girls. I'll go back to the village. It looks like he's headed there, so we'll confront him there."

"No, that's okay," Chamomile said. "I need the exercise!"

""That's ridiculous," Trunks said. "It's sixty miles. Just let me fly you."

"I'm kind of hungry, actually," Chamomile said. "Where are you two going?"

"We're headed to the village," Ami said.

"Look," Trunks said in an annoyed-sounding tone. "Where do you want to go?"

"To the village to eat, and then back home," Chamomile said.

"Couldn't you eat in your village?" Trunks asked.

"I can't wait another minute!" Chamomile said. She began to cry. "I want to go with you..."

"Trunks, let's take her to the village with us, okay?" Ami said.

"Alright," Trunks replied, wiping the tears from Chamomile's face. "You're weird, you know that?"

"I am good!" Chamomile thought. "Alright, let's go!"

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In the village...

"You know, I still don't know why you'd want to eat here," Trunks said.

"My house doesn't have much food," Chamomile said. "I'm poor."

"You're really weird, you know that?" Trunks asked. He suddenly noticed Chamomile's sensual green outfit. "Nice clothes, though."

"It's my mother's outfit," Chamomile said. "She wore it to the party where she met her husband. She kept it and gave it to me."

"Why are you wearing it out here?" Trunks asked. "It could get dirty."

"I like to wear it, okay?" Chamomile yelled.

"You're really weird," Trunks replied.

Trunks, Ami, and Chamomile continued to walk down the street.

"Hey!" shouted a man standing on his porch. "Trunks!"

Trunks turned around to face the man.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Peterson," Trunks said.

"I just wanted to thank you and Ami for helping me rebuild my wall yesterday," Mr. Peterson said.

"You're quite welcome!" Ami said cheerfully.

"Yes, well, anyway... I just wanted to know if you guys could help me with something else," Mr. Peterson said. "Could you patch up some of my pipes? They're leaking."

"Alright," Trunks said. He turned to Chamomile. "Do you-"

She was gone.

"She left," Trunks said. "Weird... I hope she didn't just wander off or something..."

"Where'd Cammy go?" Ami asked.

"I hope she didn't decide to head back home again," Trunks said.

"Maybe she just left to find a restaurant," Ami said.

"I'm starting to think she isn't really lost," Trunks said. "Somehow, I'm not quite sure she's telling the truth about who she is..."

"Hey, those pipes aren't patching up themselves, you know," Mr. Peterson said. "You gonna help me, or not?"

"Can't you just do it yourself?" Trunks thought. "Alright, we'll help out..."

Trunks and Ami accompanied Mr. Peterson inside his house.

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Meanwhile, back at Chris' house....

"Where the heck is Chamomile?" Rosemary asked. "All she had to do was deliver a message."

Chris, still tied to the chair, now had a sock in his mouth, placed there as a gag. Angelica glared at him.

"I'm bored," Angelica said. "Let's put makeup on him."

Chris' eyes grew wide with fear.

"If we had some, we could," Rosemary said. "Maybe his mom has some."

"Want me to go check?" Angelica asked.

"No, we'll wait until Chamomile gets back," Rosemary said. "Then we can have fun!"

Just then, Chamomile walked into the house, smiling.

"Did you deliver the message to Trunks?" Angelica asked.

"Not really," Chamomile said. "I saw him, though! And Sailor Mercury!"

"You saw Trunks?" Angelica said in disbelief.

"Was he hot?" Rosemary asked.

"Oh yeah!" Chamomile said.

"Well, where is he?" Rosemary asked.

"He's helping some loser fix his house," Chamomile said. "He oughta be here when he's gone though."

"We're about to put makeup on him!" Angelica said, pointing to Chris. "Wanna help?"

"Oooh, oooh, oooh!" Chamomile squealed, jumping up and down happily. "Yay yay yay!"

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About thirty minutes later...

"Need anything else?" Trunks asked, standing outside Mr. Peterson's house with Ami.

"No, no," Mr. Peterson said. "I'll tell you if I do. Good work, you two. Thanks for helping me out."

"Any time!" Ami said. Her and Trunks walked away from Mr. Peterson's house. "So, Trunks, what should we do now?"

"I want to go to Chris' house and help out his mom with her roof, if she hasn't finished it up yet," Trunks said. "And apologize to Chris."

"That sounds good," Ami said. "Let's go!"

Trunks and Ami walked down the street to Chris' house.

"Hmm, that's weird," Trunks said. "His mom's not working on the roof."

"Maybe she finished," Ami said. "Let's go inside and check.."

A soft moaning noise could be heard from the metal trashcan by the house. Trunks walked over to it to see that its lid was taped shut with duct tape, and that several air holes were poked into the lid.

"What the heck?" Trunks said, ripping off the trash can lid and looking inside. "Mrs. Kotashi?"

The woman was scrunched up inside the trash can, moaning and rubbing her head as if she had been hit there recently. Trunks and Ami helped the poor woman out of her metallic prison and set her down on the ground.

"Someone came up behind me and hit me on the head with a stick," Chris' mom said, rubbing a large bump on her head. "When I woke up, I was in the trash can..."

"Who would do such a thing?" Ami gasped.

"I don't know, but I'm going to tell Chris what happened," Trunks said. "He might be in danger."

Trunks walked up onto the porch and opened the door.

"Trmmph!" Chris shouted, muffled by the sock in his mouth. Rosemary, Angelica, and Chamomile turned around, dropping a large pile of cosmetic supplies onto the floor.

"Just like somebody to ruin our fun," Rosemary pouted. Trunks immediately noticed Chamomile standing among Chris' tormentors.

"Cammy!" Trunks shouted angrily. "I should have known! Look at me, I'm eighteen and I'm already getting old...."

Chamomile smiled.

"My name isn't Cammy, it's Chamomile," Chamomile said. "And you must be Trunks."

Ami, now transformed into Sailor Mercury, walked into the house and stood next to Trunks. She gasped.

"And you're Sailor Mercury!" Rosemary said.

"Let Chris go now," Trunks growled.

"But we were going to make him pretty!" Angelica whined.

"I'm going to make all three of you pretty," Trunks said. "Pretty dead."

The three girls giggled. Chris chuckled under his gag.

"I'm not joking," Trunks said.

Chris finally managed to force the sock out of his mouth, spitting it onto the floor.

"Trunks, these girls are dangerous!" Chris shouted. "Is my mom okay?"

"She's fine," Mercury said.

"But these three won't be," Trunks said.

"Let's go!" Chamomile said.

"You are a cutie," Rosemary said. "But that won't stop us from bruising up your pretty face!"

Rosemary twirled around, then stopped, striking a sexy pose.

"The Crystal Sorceress Corps!" Rosemary shouted. "Red Beauty, Rosemary!"

Angelica danced around the room, stopping and posing next to Rosemary.

"Blue Enchantress, Angelica!" Angelica shouted.

Chamomile giggled, then leaped up into the air, doing a somersault and posing next to the other two.

"Green Lover, Chamomile!" Chamomile shouted. The three girls stopped posing and faced Trunks and Sailor Mercury. Chamomile somersaulted behind Chris' chair and held his head in place.

"What are you doing?" Sailor Mercury asked.

"We'll trade you your stupid friend for Sailor Mercury," Chamomile said.

"Trunks, do it!" Chris yelled. "Please save me!"

"I can't do that," Trunks said, shaking his head.

"Why? Chris here said that you don't even like her," Angelica said. "And he's your best friend."

"I won't trade, because I'll kill all three of you before you can hurt either of them," Trunks said. "Unless you don't think you can take me on."

"We can take you on," Rosemary said. "Your friend is just insurance."

"Cowards. Needing to take hostages as insurance," Trunks said angrily.

"Fine, then," Rosemary said. An energy sword materialized in her hand. She slashed once, freeing Chris from his bonds. The teenage boy got up from the chair and ran out of the house, rubbing his wrists.

"Good girls," Trunks said. "Alright then, let's take this outside."

"Sounds good!" Chamomile said.

"Outside the village," Trunks said. "I don't want anyone here getting hurt."

"Alright then," Angelica said. "But only if Sailor Mercury comes with you."

"I don't wish to endanger her," Trunks said.

"I'll come," Mercury said. "I can take care of myself."

"But-" Trunks began.

"I don't want anyone getting hurt either," Mercury said. "I don't want you angry again."

"Well, it's too late, having seen my best friend tied to a chair and his mom in a trash can, as well as still being really pissed off about three nearby villages being torched," Trunks said. "Let's go."

Rosemary, Angelica, and Chamomile floated into the air and flew out of the house. They hovered above the street, smiling. Trunks floated up to face them, holding Sailor Mercury in his hands.

"Follow me," Trunks said, flying out of the village at a rapid rate of speed.

"Hey, wait up!" Rosemary shouted, following Trunks. Angelica and Chamomile flew alongside her. The four warriors flew out of the village, toward the battlefield that Trunks had chosen. Chris and his mother looked up at them as they left.

"Are you still angry at Trunks?" Chris' mother asked him. Chris didn't say a word.

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Oh-ho-ho, here we go! Trunks vs. the ditzy wonder divas from Hell! Can Trunks really win a three-on-one fight? Will Sailor Mercury distract him? Maybe, maybe not. I don't know yet! Read and review! ^_^