"Thank
you for the help Nephia." Goten said as Nephia started to walk off.
She turned around and smiled. "If you need anymore help here is my
number."
She said
still smiling. She reached in her purse and pulled out a peice of
paper and pen and scribble something on the paper and handed it to Goten.
Just before she walked off she said. "Don't be afraid to call me."
Then
she walked off.
"So whats on the paper?" Bra said causally strolling up next to him.
"Nothing I'll use, oh and by the by I translated..." He stopped at
the sight of the four bags Bra was holding. "Lucky for me the cashier
spoke Japaniese, huh, who helped you translated yours?" Bra said
and shot him a smile.
"Whatisinthepaper?"
Trunks asked while running up and snaching it outta his hand. "Hey
give that back!" Goten shouted. "Ssssoooo, whos 'Neppphhhhia?"
Trunks said and then realized there was a fist in his stomach. "You
know Trunks you better stop or else you won't make it back to Japan!"
Marron said to him. "By the way who is
Nephia?"
"I think I'll
just go pick out a tux." Trunks said and walked into the mens deparment.
"ummm, excuze me sir? are u okay? i say dat dude sucker punch
ya!" A voice from behind said. She had seafoam hair pulled
back into
a ponytail.
She was about 4'9 and was wearing a checked skirt with a black sleevless
shirt. "i mean it ain't right for a sai.. man vs. man thing goin
on." She said and then shuddered.
"Excuse me,
but last time I checked man didn't begin with 'sai,' so what do you know
that I don't?" Trunks asked
spectally. "nothin'
i was jus wondring if u were ok and since u are i'll be leaving!"
She said and walked away. "What is your name?" Trunks asked
as he was running after her. "Jakia." She said and then dissappered.
"Great, now I have
to track down one, Jakia. How in the world does she know that I'm
saijin?" Trunks muttered and walked over to join the rest of the
group.
Then they headed
home; the hotel. A laugh came from behind the counter of one of the
stores that they had shopped in. "They don't have the faintest idea
of what waits them in the future, eh girls?" The girl named
Nephia said to her
fellow warroirs. There were five different girls counting Nephia
with five different powers: different threaths. Black leather, Golden
white, sparkling blue, firey red and bright megenta were the
colors they would
fear in the future. A shout came "Shouda Hahh!" And then they
all dissappered except their laughs that eccoed in the night...