Light Of Willpower [Future Trunks x OC]

5: When You Need Me

The next several weeks, Niya recovered, with Trunks beside her. She began to feel weak and look frail, but her smile glistened with Trunks. He would bring book after book, reading to her. Niya's English progressed nicely, even with her fragile body. With the Red Jewel, she seemed to understand his English, although her speaking could use some work.

"Fern loved Wha... Wheellbur muure than anything. She loved to str.. stroke him, to feed him, to poot him to bed. Every morning, ase soon ase she gout up, she wa... warm-ed hiss milk, tied his biib on, and held thee bottle for him," Niya read slowly. Her breathing was strained, and she closed her eyes to relax. Her pale, chapped lips were slightly ajar as her shallow breath seeped through.

Trunks frowned, "Hey, um... How about you rest up for a bit?"

Niya placed the book on the bed sheets, closed. "Yes... Tired..." Her eyes drooped to a close. They didn't open again.

The lavender haired saiyan sighed quietly, frowning. It was happening constantly now. Niya didn't seem to be getting better. At that rate, she might... No, he didn't want to think it.

Since Niya fell asleep, that was his cue to depart. He set the book from her lap onto the night stand. He would try to return tomorrow. He forced a smile, "Bye, Niya. I'll come back tomorrow, okay?"

He lingered for a moment, gazing at her, before he finally found the courage to walk away.

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A month had gone by, and Niya had fully recovered. Her family found it worrisome that it took so long for her recovery. But the worse had passed and all was well again. Although, Niya always asked about Trunks since she hadn't seen him for the month. Her English had greatly progressed, but she still had a ways to go.

She was gleefully holding out her bowl for her father to pour in her favorite cereal. He held two boxes, then looked down and smirked. "Alright, Niya," he spoke in English, "Remind me: What's the name of your favorite cereal?" Natu was constantly testing her English.

Niya's smile dropped. "Umm... Is called, no, it is called, no... My favorite cereal is Foot, no, Fuu-Fruuiit, no, Fruiit Loops." She sheepishly smiled, still holding out her bowl. "Cereal, please."

Natu seemed satisfied. "Princess, they're called Fruit Loops, but you were very close. Nicely done." He poured her some Fruit Loops and even some milk.

"Yay!" Niya cheered. She quickly snatched a spoon and scooped up the sugary loops, munching on giant spoonfuls.

Natu was content with how his little girl always wore a smile. He knew she was gonna turn out okay. "Oh," he mumbled, suddenly remembering something. He checked the time and freaked. He reverted to his native tongue, "Niya, I forgot to tell you that Trunks stopped by earlier. His mom invited us to a festival nearby their house at six."

With wide eyes, she choked on the colorful circles and coughed them up into her bowl. "W-W-What! Dad, it's almost five-thirty! We need to leave now or we'll be late!"

Niya, disgusted, dropped off her bowl in the sink and raced upstairs to her room, but Natu caught her before she reached the stairs. "Princess, remember that you can't look at the moon? You won't be able to hang out very long since the moon is going to come out soon," he frowned.

Her breathing slowed, "But... Can I still hang out with Trunks? He knows about my tail. Maybe we can have a sleep over!"

Natu almost had a heart attack, "Woah, let's back up. Princess, it's not appropriate for a young boy and a young girl to have a sleep over."

The crimson haired saiyan tilted her head in confusion. "How come?"

The older saiyan thought for a moment. There was no way anything would happen between the two. They were kids! They probably wouldn't even sleep in the same bed. At most, they would binge-watch movies and play video games. Now feeling much more relaxed, Natu realized there was no harm in the sleep over. "It's because... If you want to sleep over, first you need to ask Trunks and his mother," he said, saving himself.