First of all, I would like to apologize for the fact that I am only now writing again. Unfortunately, bad writer's block bothered me a bit. ^^




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What happened in the last chapter: During the lesson, a strong aura emerged that clearly belonged to the new, hinted at enemies. Trunks sets out with an excuse to avert this danger. But when he arrives at the scene, the mysterious shadow warrior is already fighting the alien being. A tough fight begins and in the heat of the moment, a ki-blast from Trunks destroys Shiori's apartment.






Chapter 5: A new roommate (or: JUHUUUUUUU !!! I'm getting a new sister!)




"WHAT, that was your apartment?!?", Trunks exclaimed in amazement. Shiori slowly awoke from her stupor and realized what exactly had just happened. In her eyes, with which she now looked at the young half-Saiyajin, this pride flared up again, as well as an infinite anger.The girl took a deep breath and shouted at her counterpart: "YES, THAT WAS MY APARTMENT! If I catch the person in charge, he can put on warm clothes." In her mind she added: * I saw it exactly, Trunks. You will pay for it! But I can't explain why you can do something like that. Flies, energy attacks and your strength, more than strange. I will definitely get to the bottom of this. Would be even nicer, afterwards I'll have to deal with an alien *


"Calm down, please. I bet that was just an accident." Trunks smiled pained, but then continued to speak soothingly to the black-haired woman: "I have an idea: Why don't you live with me and my parents?" Shiori saw surprised to the boy. Had he just offered to live with him? Why did he do that? Was he feeling guilty and should she accept the offer?


Never in the life of the young woman have so many questions swirled around in her head.It was as if her body was tearing apart inside. How could one question get her so confused? Half of themselves said that they should not be afraid and that the offer of this more than strange boy could accept without hesitation. But the other half called for caution. Maybe she had nothing to fear from Trunks' family. Why should she? Perhaps her instinct was more focused on keeping this family out of their business. Was she allowed to jeopardize the lives of others who had nothing to do with it? But it is also possible that she had found the answer to her problems. There was a strange aura emanating from this boy. Hadn't she vowed to investigate this phenomenon? He could fight, no doubt. But was he strong enough?


"Shiori, what's that now? Are you coming with me?", Trunks tore the girl from her thoughts back to reality.He had noticed very well that she had doubts, so he added by way of explanation: "Don't worry, my mother will definitely not mind and my little sister would definitely be happy about you too. My father may always come to some people in a bad mood and angry before, but he's actually quite okay. I mean, we get along pretty well, except for the little father-son disputes. "The boy smiled at her friendly again.


Now Shiori gave himself one last jolt and then said quietly: "I can try it out. I hope I don't get on your nerves." Trunks looked up in surprise. Was she that shy? She always seemed so confident. Sometimes her pride could even match his father's, and now this answer? * I really can't figure it out. * That was the boy's last thought before he turned to the girl again to reassure her: "Don't worry about that. We'll go to your home afterwards and get your things, which are still in order.Then we can come to me. "


The two of them slowly went back to class with the other students and the boring lessons continued. Trunks' thoughts drifted back to the fight that had taken place a few minutes ago. How could he let such a weak beam of energy blow him over him? If his father had noticed, he could now listen to an hour-long lecture. The boy sighed. He just couldn't believe that a few days would mess up his life so much. A new classmate who seemed to have a split personality, this shadow warrior whose intentions no one knew and those new enemies who posed great danger to Earth, but whose intentions were also veiled. What should he do?






After class, Shiori and Trunks ran side by side in the direction of the destroyed apartment. The police, ambulance and fire engines could already be seen from afar.Apparently they only stayed on the scene for routine and to analyze the damage, because it looked like nobody was seriously injured. Trunks let out a sigh of relief. With the power he put into the ki blast, he could have killed people too. The dragon balls were still there to bring the victims back to life, but that wouldn't have changed what he'd done out of sheer carelessness.


How often had his father tried to blame him that one should never underestimate an opponent. He himself had made that mistake too often in his life, whichever had fatal consequences. But ... could Trunks really assess his opponent as well as Vegeta and Goku or Gohan? Since he was born there have been peaceful situations on earth. He hadn't grown up in a world where only the fittest survived. No, he even lived in very sheltered circumstances. No comparison to the many years of war and destruction before his birth.Only Boo's attack almost 10 years ago showed him how cruel and brutal a real struggle for survival was. At that time, however, he did not see it from this angle. Back then it was an exciting fight for him to demonstrate his own superiority and strength. Nothing more than unleashing the fighting instincts of the Saiyan who had waited inside to break free. Get out of the bleak everyday life and into a life-and-death struggle. It wasn't until Trunks got older that he realized the cruelty behind it. Friends and family, people he loved, they all died and for him it was nothing but a game that brought him out of his relatively normal life for a while.




Trunks and Shiori were now right in front of the building with the huge hole in the wall. One of the firefighters came up to the two students and instructed them to get behind the barrier because there was still a risk of collapse.Without arguing, they complied with the request.


A little further away, the two of them looked up at the former apartment again. Apparently there was nothing left to save. With a deep sigh, the girl turned and was about to leave. After a few meters she stopped abruptly. "Do you want to put down roots here? Come on, there's nothing left to save!" She called to Trunks. This seemed to be caught between reality and dream world again. Lately, however, he was also very lost in thought. What was that all about? In any case, it had to stop as soon as possible, otherwise everything would come to a bad end.


The boy trotted slowly towards Shiori, who was still waiting impatiently for him. With an absent grumble, he indicated that she should come with him.






Especially when Trunks and Shiori bought the large property of Capsule Corp. wanted to enter, there was a deafening bang. A strong shock wave followed and everything made of glass and porcelain within a radius of 500m burst within a few seconds under the unnatural high pressure.The startled Shiori was reflexively clinging to the nearest object when the shock wave threatened to run over her as well.


Just a strong breeze, nothing more ... that was all she could only feel. Only now did the girl notice which ´object` she was holding onto. Shiori clutched Trunks' arm. The boy himself had stood up to protect her and had stopped most of the shock wave. Now they both looked up to look around.


Devastation everywhere, as if a hurricane had raged. What happened? Trunks tried to find the cause, but the young half-Saiyajin already guessed the reason in his feelings. The final proof was not long in coming. On one side of the main building the roof was gone and rubble was scattered around. No doubt possible ... smoke was still escaping from the overloaded instruments, rising into the air. So the boy's first feeling was right, the G-space had exploded.

Trunks quickly went over the possible course of the explosion in his mind. Probably the G-space was too busy yesterday. He and his father had never done such a strong training. Vegeta must have trained in it again today at a high gravity level. The already damaged equipment probably no longer held up. The walls must have cracked too. Only a slightly stronger ki blast was enough to trigger a chain reaction. The devices were simmered and an insane pressure arose. The roof was blown away, causing the increased gravity, together with the energy of the ki-blast, to discharge in this shock wave. It must have been like that.


The loud screams of his mother brought Trunks back down to earth: "VEEEGEEEEEETAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!" His father was right in the center of the explosion. If he had exhausted himself too much, or had even been injured, his life was now in acute danger.The boy ran towards the former G-room and helped the worried Bulma to remove the debris from his father's body.


* Thank Dende, he's still alive. Although his aura is weak, it is even, it does not sink. * Trunks breathed a sigh of relief and cleared away the last large chunk of rubble. A rather battered Vegeta emerged. He must have suffered multiple fractures, not to mention internal injuries.


*What was that? What happened? * Everything around Vegeta was dark. He didn't feel anything, his body should be burning with pain. The Saiyan vaguely remembered what had happened. The already overloaded devices were destroyed by a ki-blast. This was followed by an explosion and he