Light Of Willpower [Future Trunks x OC]

48: Yours Always

"Tomorrow..."

"That's right! Everything's being set up!"

Niya sat outside on a table with Bulma. The sun shone above them, warming them in the kind weather. It glistened off the ring on Niya's finger. She stared down at it, still shocked. Everything was happening so fast...

"You okay?"

Niya flinched and looked up at Bulma. Baby Trunks was sleeping, so it was just her and Bulma. She nodded. "Yes, it's just... I don't know, so crazy?"

Bulma acknowledged her meaning. "A bit, yeah, but isn't this something you want?"

"Of course!" Niya nodded, "But... I guess I just wish things were different."

"How so?" Bulma curiously inquired.

Niya sighed. "Well, I wish my parents would get along with Vegeta, you know? It makes me sad that our families don't because of the past..."

"To be fair," Bulma grabbed her glass cup of lemonade and spun the contents with a straw, "Vegeta doesn't really get a long with anyone. It's more like he tolerates them."

Niya stared at her own glass of lemonade. "Then I wish he would tolerate my family... and me."

Bulma took as sip as the saiyaness spoke. "Have you tried talking to him?"

"Um," Niya straightened up as she remembered, "when I saw him this morning, I said hi to him, but he just glared at me and walked away."

Bulma tapped her chin. "How about you challenge him to a fight? I bet then you'll have a chance to talk."

Niya's lips slightly parted as she thought. She placed her hands on the table and stood. "That's a great idea! He wouldn't ever say no to a fight!" her eyes lit up. She smiled at Bulma and nodded. "Thanks for the talk! You're the best!"

With that, she hurried off to go find Vegeta.

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"What do you want?"

Niya flinched at the prince's harsh tone. "I... wanted to ask if you'd like to... fight," she replied, "against me."

Vegeta halted. He had some pants and a towel wrapped around his neck. He then turned to her, eyes sharp. "Are you challenging me?"

Niya felt a shiver run down her spine but she nodded. "Yes! I got a lot stronger in the Time Chamber, so I thought I would ask you to fight."

"Why not Kakarot? I'm sure he'd fight anyone who asked."

Niya wasn't quite sure how to explain. "I... want you to think I'm worthy for your son."

Vegeta stared hard but then scoffed. "I don't care about who he chooses to marry."

Niya felt disappointed. "Will you at least fight me?"

Vegeta seemed to contemplate before turning around and continuing to walk. "Outside. Five minutes."

The saiyaness felt a sliver of hope. She hurried to get dressed for their battle.

~~~

It was close, but Niya lost the fight.

"I can't believe you challenged my father."

"Ha, well," Niya scratched her head with a sheepish smile, "it was fun."

"Fun?" Trunks questioned.

Niya nodded, but flinched as Bulma set a bandage on her cheek.

"Seems like it was pretty intense," Bulma commented, glancing between Niya and Vegeta. She glared at the prince. "Tomorrow is her wedding day! You two shouldn't have gone so hard against each other! Now she's all bruised!"