↚The Strain↛ A Trunks Love Story

Wiggle That Tail About

The wind blew and some strands of my hair fell in my face and I moved my hand to to push it back.

"Anything would be useful right about now, please." I just wanted to know what was going on and what I involved myself in. I should've just escaped Cell while I had the chance instead of searching for him.

The man with black fiery hair scoffed and scowled at me, and I could sort of sense an intense feeling radiating off of him. I couldn't pinpoint what it was though.

"What gives you the right to order us around. You're the outsider here. Who are you? What are you doing here?" There was nothing but arrogance in his voice. Talk about pride. I give a huff of annoyance. But maybe he's right. They obviously know what's going, and I am most definitely an outsider.

"...My name's Meian Kasai. I just came to personally thank whoever it was that killed Frieza. My planet was under his rule and it was hell. I really don't understand what else you want me to tell you. " I grow a little aggravated.

"The one that killed Frieza? Ha, well it was all thanks to my best friend Goku over here," the short, bald one exclaims while slapping his hand on the back of a very tall man with black spikey hair wearing an orange gi. Goku laughs and puts his hand on the back of his neck, rubbing it while talking.

"Haha, Krillin, I guess that counts but then there was the second time, and Trunks completely annihilated Frieza AND King Cold." Goku says. To the left of him, a guy with long lavender hair and cobalt eyes speaks up.

"I wouldn't say completely annihilated..." his voice rang out deep and husky.

My eyes light up as I hear this. These were the men that defeated Frieza, not to mention King Cold. I quickly move in front of Goku and go into a deep bow, clasping my hands together. Surprised, he loses balance at the sudden closeness and yelps.

"Thank you Brave Warrior for you have set the planet in which I reside, free. For that I am ever grateful." Then I move in front of Trunks, I think his name was. I bowed but before I could open my mouth, he was stuttering, hands on my shoulders.

"W-woah! Hey lo-look it's fine no need to thank us, i-it's just what we do." I look up at him to speak, but pause. My eyes blink and I can feel my face slowly heating up.

H-he has nice eyes.

I look down and nod my head.
"Well alright. Then can someone finally tell me what's going on here?"

"It's a fight for the life or death of the world. We stop this creep and get it over with." The man with the green skin stated. 'Green Skin?'

"You wouldn't happen to be Namekian, would you?"

"Yeah, what of it. Look this is not the time to be asking irrelevant questions, we need to focus on how to beat Cell. I can tell you're pretty strong, but it's not going to get you far. He isn't going to stay down forever." The Namekian retorted.

My eyes narrowed slightly. I hear a slight challenging tone in his voice." What do you mean it's not going to get me far?"

"Unfortunately, not even I can take this punk down. You've got to be Saiyan, that seems to be the one race best for extreme fighting like this. And not just any Saiyan, but a Super Saiyan. But it's so much more than that. We have four Saiyans here now, but we need more power. And honestly, we have no reason to trust you, so it'd be best if you backed off."

What's his problem?! I understand that I just popped out of no one kind of suspiciously, but from what he just told me, they need all the help they can get... wait a second. Did he say Saiyan? There are Saiyans here?!

"I'm Saiyan! Who are the othe-?!"

"That's impossible! No Saiyans survived when Planet Vegeta blew up! Stop bluffing girl." The one with the flame like hair glared at me.

"I'm not lying! My parents were Saiyans! Hell I could turn Super Saiyan if I wanted to!" Why was it so hard to believe me? Did they all just decide that I didn't suddenly go blonde a few minutes earlier?!

The man unfolded his arms and stalked up to me.

"Turn then, or are you afraid that I read through your lie?" Of course! How could I have forgotten?

"I don't need to turn," I let my tail slip from out of my pants and latch onto his arm. "All the proof I need is right there."