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Unforgtten Wrath	By : KeikoDogDemon Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Unforgotten Wrath

Chapter 2

By Caitlin West (AKA Fuzzyandroid)

The next day, Trunks decided to go to the beach. He often went there to walk along the shoreline and think. He e Bue Bulma a note to let her know where he was going, and then set off.

It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, it was warm, and there wasn�t a dark cloud to be seen. The cool wind whipped at his face as he flew. At that moment, he felt complete, as if nothing could go wrong. That is, until he looked down.

He was passing over a large city. Not nearly as big as the one the burning building had been located in, but huge just the same. A young woman, about Trunks� age, was coming out of a shopping center pushing a cart loaded with bags. She had jet-black hair all the way down her back, and dark brown eyes. Only one word flashed through Trunks� mind when he saw her: beautiful.

As she made her way across the parking lot towards her car, two men jumped out from behind a semi-truck and grabbed her purse.

�Hey!� the girl shouted. �Let go!�

�Come on, Doll-face, give us the bag!� one of the crooks said. �Don�t make me have to use force!� A tug-o-war game ensued as the men tried to seize her purse.

Trunks landed on the ground not far from the scene. He was just about to rush the criminals, when the girl punched one of the thugs in the face, knocking him, unconscious, to the ground. The other guy looked at her in bewilderment, grabbed his buddy, and ran off.

Trunks looked at her in amazement. Never in his life had he seen a human of her caliber with such superior fighting skills! She had knocked that guy out with one blow! Clearly, she was an excellent martial artist. He just had to meet her!

The girl bent to pick up her purchases that had fallen on the ground. Trunks ran up to assist her.

�Here, let me help,� he said, as he stooped to pick up a few bags. She looked at him, and he smiled.

�Thank you,� she said.

�No problem. Do you want me to help you carry them to your the car?�

�Sure, that would be great.�

They got to her vehicle and loaded the trunk. Once that task was completed, the girl turned to face him.

�I want to thank you for helping me,� she said. �Even though you really didn�t have to, I appreciate it.�

�It was nothing, really,� he replied.

Just then, she held out her hand. �My name is Tekilla.�

Trunks accepted the invitation and shook her hand. �I�m Trunks.�

They stood in silence for a moment until Tekilla broke the silence: �Well, I�d better get home. It will be dark soon, and there�s no safe place for a girl my age on the streets after the sun goes down.�

�All right. It was nice meeting you, Tekilla.�

�You, too,� she said, smiling. She got in her car and rolled down the window. Pulling out of the parking spot, she waved. Then the car surged forward and drove off. Watching it disappear around a corner, Trunks realized he�d have a hard time sleeping that night.
Just as he had known, Tekilla was the only thing on Trunks� mind that evening. Everything he did, said, heard, or saw reminded him of her. She was in his thoughts when he ate, read, watched television, and even slept. In the middle of the night, he even awoke from a dream about her. He had to stop thinking about her, or it would drive his poor mind and body cra

He never did go to the beach that day. After Tekilla left, he�d ended up just gone back home and spending the remainder of the day in the Gravity Chamber.

Now, lying in bed, he turned his head to glance at the alarm clock on the table. The infrared numbers read two in the morning. Groggily, Trunks got out of bed and slowly, softly, tiptoed down the hall to the bathroom. Once there, he quietly closed the door and flipped on the light.

It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the brightness. When he could see clearly, he leaned against the sink, turned on the faucet, and splashed icy cold water on his face to wake himself up. Then he stared at his own refection in the mirror.

He hadn�t really looked at himself since he�d been a little kid. Now, as his own image gazed back at him, he realized how much he�d changed since his master Gohan�s death. Back then, he�d been nothing more than a child. Now, as he looked his facial features up and down, he realized he was much more. If he ever told his mother what had been going on in his life lately, she�d just say it was all a part of growing up, and he�d keep going through those changes until the day he died; and she�d be right. Falling in love with Tekilla was a big change that he�d never expected.

After he�d completely woken up, Trunks went ahead and did his business. Then he snuck back to his room. There, he got dressed, opened a window, and flew out and away.
A loud crash woke Bulma. She quickly got out of bed, pulled on her robe, and rushed to her son�s room. Once there, she saw the open window and the glow of her son-turned-Super Saiyan in the far distant night sky. On the floor was a smashed television set. The energy from Trunks� transformation had knocked it against the wall, smashing it to bits and leaving it in a heap on the floor.

This was the fourth time that week Trunks had snuck out. Bulma had no idea what it was her son did on his little escapades, but she knew it had to end. He never disobeyed her unless he was troubled. Something was bugging her boy, and she was determined to figure out what.
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