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"Saiya-Jin Magic"Written By: Deb's-Dragon
Disclaimer: I don't own these guys, I just borrow them to play with... This is my interpretation of how Trunks was conceived.
Saiya-Jin Magic Debs-dragon October 2001
She sighed softly to herself as she put down the circuit board. She rubbed the back of her neck trying to ease the tired aching muscles. It was late, her eyes were having trouble trying to focus. She yawned & stretched, her stomach growled reminding her that it hadn't been fed for some time. She ignored it and getting to her feet she left the lab and headed for her bedroom. She turned the water on and climbed into the hot shower. As she stood under the flowing water her mind ran in idle circles. Why she bothered fixing and trying to improve those training robots for that ungrateful ape she didn't know. It wasn't as if he was polite with his requests either. He was constantly demanding better training equipment or that she improve the gravity machine, and he was arrogant and down right rude in his demands. Yet despite his rudeness she continued to bow to his wishes and make better training equipment. She turned the water off, got out & began to dry herself. Why did she continue to slave away? If she was honest with herself it was for the sake of the planet & its people, nothing at all to do with his royal highness. If the revelations of the purple headed youth from the future were true then the earth was going to need all the help it could get and if that meant bowing to the wishes of that arrogant prince, then so be it. As much as she hated to admit it, they were going to need him. She sighed again and pulling on her underpants and oversized t shirt she climbed into bed. The cool crispness of the sheets felt good against her skin, the pillow caressed her aching head as she drifted off into a deep slumber....... Sunbeams danced across the meadow. The light breeze ruffled the daisy faces as they turned towards the warming sunshine. It was cold in the shadows of the trees. She scanned around... nothing, she ventured out into the sunlight. Immediately her senses were assaulted as different smells, sounds & sights attacked her from all sides. The warmth of the sun invigorated her. She laughed as she ran through the tall grass. She flopped onto the ground and lay staring at the deep blue of the sky. Suddenly she sensed him. Rising to her elbows she scanned around.... she couldn't see him... but she could feel him....... He waited in the shadows, ever watchful. His eyes enjoying
the visual feast of her. Watching her like this brought more longings
and emotions to his body than he was ready to deal with as yet. His
head snapped up...... she had sensed his presence... he melted back
into the shadows. She yawned, stretched and began to rub the sleep from her eyes. She looked at the clock, 7am. Her thoughts returned to her dream. It had been a dream... hadn't it? Somehow it had seemed so real, but no.... she was in her bed, in her own room. A light breeze blew in, she raised her head. She didn't remember opening the window last night. She got up & closed it. Come to think of it she didn't remember much about last night at all, she had been so tired. She turned & went to her closet. She dressed in t shirt & overalls then headed downstairs to the kitchen. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As she entered she saw him, back turned to her he was searching through the refrigerator. She smiled to herself. He closed the door with a grunt & turning to face her folded his arms and smirked. "About time !" he growled. She moved across the kitchen ignoring his hostility. She hummed to herself as she cooked up bacon, eggs, sausages & toast. When she was done she placed the heavily laden plate in front of him and taking a slice of toast for herself sat back & watched him eat. It didn't take him long to clean the plate and when he was finished he got up and left without saying so much as a thank you She sighed and placed the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, then refilling her coffee cup she headed for the lab. She lifted the goggles from her tired red rimmed eyes
and glanced at the clock. 11pm. She turned off the gas and placed
the torch back in its place. That would do for today. She took her
coffee cup and dropped it in the kitchen sink, she looked at the table.
He had obviously been in and made himself something to eat, the evidence
was all around her. Wearily she sighed and began to put the dirty
dishes in the sink and clean up the rest of the mess. Once the kitchen
was tidy she made her way to the shower. The water revived her slightly
and soothed her tired muscles. She pulled on her underwear and a tank
top then lay her weary body on the bed. She hugged the pillow close.
By Kami he was an ungrateful bastard. Not so much as a thank you for
all her hard work, just more broken equipment and dirty dishes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The warmth of the meadow greeted her once again as she
made her way through the swaying grass. The breeze blew gently around
her lifting her blue hair and playing gently across her face. She
inhaled deeply, her senses more finely tuned and savored the smell
of the air, the trees, the flowers. She closed her eyes and let the
sunshine warm her face. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Her eyes flickered open and she softly sighed to herself,
she had gotten closer this time. She hugged herself and closed her
eyes again reaching for the last fading images of the dream, searching
with all she had, trying to find him, but alas as always he eluded
her. Tossing the sheets aside she got up and pulled on a pair of jeans
and t shirt. She ran a comb through her hair and putting on her sneakers
noticed the window open. She stared at it for a moment then shrugging
her shoulders dismissed it from her thoughts and left the room. She
headed downstairs for the kitchen where no doubt his royal pain in
the ass would be waiting for his breakfast....... Refilling her coffee cup she stared out of the kitchen
window. She could see the gravity machine and the odd flash every
now & then. She wondered why he was so obsessed with his training.
Sure she knew of the dangers that lay ahead. That purple haired youth
had made sure of that. She also knew that it irked him that Goku was
stronger and had achieved the level of super saiya-jin while he of
the royal blood line was still yet to achieve it. Oh she had no doubt
that he would succeed, it was only a matter of time. She turned and
carrying her coffee returned to the lab. She looked at the table with
the broken training robots on it and sighed. As she sat down and picked
up the soldering iron she hoped he would achieve his goal soon, she
was running out of spare parts rapidly. The day drew to a close, evening descended but Bulma
was unaware so engrossed in her work was she. It was very late when
she finally placed the last of the training robots on the bench. There...
that was all of them fixed. She massaged her aching temples. She hoped
he would cut her some slack and not break anything for a while...
At least 24 hours anyway. As much as she enjoyed working in her lab
she would be glad to see something other than these same four walls
for a while. To say the least the scenery was becoming tedious. She
scraped the chair back as she stood up. She moved stiffly towards
the door and shuffled to the kitchen. Something wasn't quite right,
then it hit her. The kitchen was tidy! No dirty dishes or mess for
her to clean up. Her eyes opened wide in disbelief. Either he had
cleaned up after himself, not bothered to eat or had got tired of
waiting for her and gotten take away. The third thought offered the
best reason as there was no way she could see him going without food,
and being the arrogant son of a bitch that he was he certainly wouldn't
clean up after himself. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Once more she found herself in the meadow, the sun gently
warming her. Why she kept coming here she didn't know. Inexplicably
she felt drawn here, she knew she would find him here and that somehow
he held the key. If only she could get close enough to him then all
would become clear. But he was always just that bit ahead of her....
ever evasive.... She wasn't sure how to get him to come to her, he
was hesitant, of that she was certain. She lost herself deep in thought
as she moved through the meadow. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As she drew herself up from the depths of sleep so she
felt him still there, that little bit closer and yet still elusive.
There we an aching... a longing within. Her eyes flickered open as
the last shreds of the dream disappeared. She sighed to herself. How
much longer was this torture to last? He continued to come closer
and closer and yet still he hesitated. She climbed from the bed and
running her fingers through her hair wondered why. Why she couldn't
find him, why did he continue to elude her? And why did he keep coming
into her dreams if he had no intention of letting her get close to
him. An explosion from outside jolted her back to reality. That was
another big question in her life........ Just why did she continue
to put up with Mr high & mighty, arrogant, self centered, egotistical
saiya-jin prince? In one way she would be so glad when these androids
appeared, then maybe she would get some peace! She pulled on her clothes
waiting for the all to familiar call. "Woman!! Woman!!"
sure enough, there it was. She smiled to herself then headed downstairs
to where Mr lord & master would no doubt be waiting. He didn't break anything else so she was free to spend the afternoon in the kitchen. At least it wasn't the lab. She was still slaving away for that no good heartless beast but the scenery & the tools were different. Having finished the meal she had prepared he got up and began to walk towards the door. She continued to finish hers. He stopped & turned, he stared at her and struggled with his mind. She heard him stop and felt his eyes upon the back of her head. She paused in her eating and turning slowly looked at him. He stood framed in the doorway, his eyes had a far away look in them. Staring intently at him she searched his face for a clue as to what he may be thinking. His eyes returned to their normal focus, he shook himself, grunted then with that all familiar scowl on his face, left the room. She returned to her meal. For just the briefest of moments she thought he was going to say thank you. His eyes had given her the merest hint of a Vegeta unknown to anyone. She pondered this thought as she finished her dinner. Having cleaned the kitchen she headed for the bathroom and a long overdue soak in the tub. She added sweet smelling bath salts to the steaming water as the tub filled. She sighed as she lowered herself into the warmth. The gentle scent of honeysuckle invaded her nostrils as she allowed her tense weary muscles to relax. The warmth penetrated to her very core, soothing and re - juvenating her. At last feeling much refreshed she climbed out of the tub and dried herself off. She pulled on a night shirt and sat at her dressing table brushing her long blue locks. Replacing the brush she wandered over to the bed and climbed in. Turning off the light she lay on her back staring at the ceiling. She was confused, confused by this re occurring dream. Why was she having it?, Where was he hiding? And why was he hiding from her? These thoughts continued to race through her mind until finally exhausted she drifted off to sleep. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She awoke to the sounds of birds singing, her eyes flickered
open, she was lying on her back staring at blue sky with cotton candy
clouds floating lazily across. The smell of freshly mown grass and
trees filled her being and she could feel him..... close...... very
close...... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * As she began to return to the conscious state so a series of thoughts flowed through her head. 'Soon' he had said. Why was he leading her on? tormenting her like this. Allowing her to get so close then vanishing leaving her suspended? She struggled to make any sense of it all. If she could just get close enough to touch him then all would become clear... of that she was certain. She rolled over and stared at the patterns the sunbeams were making on the carpet. The more she thought about the dream the more questions were raised and less likely seemed the answers. She ran her hands through her hair. Why oh why were dreams so complicated? She pushed all thoughts from her head and got herself dressed. The prince was waiting for his breakfast when she finally arrived in the kitchen. He didn't look very happy either, but then Bulma couldn't recall ever having seen any other form of expression on his face. He always managed to look pissed off even if he wasn't. She cooked his food & watched him eat. Within minutes he had cleaned his plate and stood up to go and begin his training routine. She sighed & picked up the paper. He spent all day in the gravity machine. He came out
for lunch but only because he had to. His body was acting strangely
and he wasn't sure what was happening. Training hard was the only
way he knew how to control the emotions that were threatening to burst
forth & take over his mind & body. His skin felt on fire,
feelings & desires that were totally alien to him were overtaking
him... His senses were more finely tuned. Every nerve, every muscle,
strained, taunt, searching, feeling for something as yet unknown to
him. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She awoke and immediately the silence overwhelmed her. The window was open but not a breath of air could be felt. She threw back the bed covers, she felt very hot. She got up and walked to the window. The world was bathed in the silvery blue light of the moon. She stared upwards, the moon was so bright and so full. She couldn't remember the last time she had seen a full moon such as this. It was no good, she couldn't sleep. Pulling on a pair of shorts and tucking a tank top into them she slipped outside into the cool night air. She walked past the silent gravity machine and on ahead. She didn't know where she was going. Her instincts told her to go this way........ and she trusted her instincts........ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She gasped as she came out from between the trees. She
was in the meadow.... the place in her dreams. It looked different,
moonbeams danced across the landscape, a gentle breeze sprang up and
stirred the leaves. She looked around, somehow in the moonlight it
took on a whole new magical feel. Her head snapped up.... she wasn't
alone...... The moon bore witness to their mutual lust, bathing them in her soft silvery light as their lovemaking took them to new heights. The gentle moans, the whimpering and cries of pleasure were heard only by the trees and stars........ * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She awoke. The sun streamed in from the window. She
brushed her hand across her face. Where was she? She looked up. She
was in her bed, in her room. She sighed, so it had all been a dream
after all. Why then did it seem so real? She got up and went to the
bathroom. She ran the water & washed her face. Staring into the
mirror she noticed a mark on her neck. She tilted her head and moved
closer to the mirror. Her fingers gently ran over the mark. It was
a small puncture wound, similar to a bite mark. Her mind did a quick
flash back. Deep in her subconscious she seemed to recall part of
her dream. He bit her. Something about marking his property he said.
She continued to finger the mark. Maybe it hadn't been a dream after
all. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * The baby's cries eased as she gently soothed him. She held the tiny bundle close to her chest, her fingers running absently through his soft lavender locks. She stared out into the velvet sky, searching the stars.... I wonder where you are.... Do you know you have a son? She thought quietly & sadly to herself.... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * She was again in the meadow, feeling the warm sunshine upon her skin. Cradled in her arms was her son... her Trunks..... The baby smiled and cooed as the butterflies moved overhead. She turned feeling his presence. He came forward.... No hesitation this time. She watched as the figure surrounded by a golden aura approached. The emerald eyes glittered as they took in the woman and his son. Gently he enveloped them both..... drawing them deep into his embrace. Protecting them.... keeping them safe...... Forever by his side........ his mate and his heir....
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