Fatally Deceiving |DBZ & Mirai Trunks F.F|

CHAPTER THIRTY

A/N

Sorry it's a short chapter, school starts again tomorrow and it's almost 1:00 AM here and I'm afraid I might not get enough sleep. Like always.

CHAPTER THIRTY

Once we arrive at Capsule Corporation, I collapse on the lawn; my body finally giving out after every ounce of my Ki is used for the Bukujutsu technique.

"H-Hey, are you okay?" Trunks says and helps me up, Krillin on my left. "We should get you some rest."

"Oh, my," A woman with short, curly blonde hair says, a hand on her mouth. "You look beat! Come along, we should get you some new clothes and treatment to your wounds."

"Th-Thank you."

A Capsule Corp aircraft lands and Master Roshi, Chichi, Yamcha, Chaotzu, Puar, and Oolong comes out. "Staying at Kame House, there's no way of knowing what the situation is, and all."

"Where's Gohan-chan?!" Chichi demands.

"He's, you see, still at the Heavenly Realm." Krillin answers.

"Still, huh," She sighs.

No.16 goes off with Doctor Briefs and I follow who I assume is Mrs. Briefs and she gives me fresh clothes to wear after a shower.

I lean against the gleaming white sink and stare closely at my reflection in the mirror. There's dark clot right underneath my nostrils and I clean my face slowly and gently. I wash the dried blood off of my skin and caress the purple weals on my cheeks and finger my thickened and welting lips, swollen from being repeatedly stricken in the face. An unattractive swelling sits on my lid when I partly close my right eye. I sigh.

I really did screw up this time.

I was about to step into the shower when I hear the door to the guest bedroom open slightly. I poke my head out of the bathroom and I see Trunks standing rigidly with a first aid kit in his hands.

"My grandmother wanted me to come give you this," He says. "It's not as good as a Senzu bean but it's the best we've got right now."

I nod and I watch him place the box on the bed, over the bright orange sheets. He turns and proceeds to exit the room but I call out tentatively,

"Trunks, I just want to let you know that I—" I suck in a breath. "I'm really sorry."

Trunks turns his head and replies, "An explanation will do rather than an apology. Come into the laboratory after you're done showering." And he strides out the doorway.

I bite down on my lip and I close the bathroom door. Trunks has every right to remain angry with me.

So does everyone else.

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"Ah, you're just in time for tea!" Mrs. Briefs says and smiles sweetly. "Come sit down. How are you feeling?"