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Fanfic: Leseprobe:Leben mit einem Saiya-jin_Teil1

Chapter: Reading sample: Living with a Saiya-jin_Part1

Here I am!!!!! Your hide-maus. I have loaded a new ff for you - I know it is short, but I wanted to publish the first part only as a reading sample. I wish you a lot of fun with it.







A LIFE WITH A SAIYA-JIN



Part I



There he stood, broad-shouldered and well-built, on the top of the highest mountain in the world. You could hear the soft rustling of the wind that caught in the mountains and sometimes you had the feeling that it was singing a soft song.

A small gust of wind came towards him and then finally ran through his hair, which looked like a black flame.

It didn't move a bit and it almost looked as if it was a large and indestructible rock itself.

Then suddenly a tremendous shock wave shot through the mountains. Then it suddenly became so bright that you couldn't even see your hand in front of your eyes. When the light had passed, one could see a 20 km long and deep ditch that divided the mountains exactly in the middle.

Then suddenly he was gone.



But what was that? It looked like an airplane ripping apart the sky at the speed of sound.

No, it was this aloof guy who was flying towards the western capital. Shortly before the city he stopped in the air and descended into one of the inanimate alleys that could be found everywhere in the suburbs.

From there he set out on foot for home. Why didn't he fly any further?

In any case, he walked this path rather slowly and gradually it began to get dark. Wasn't he looking forward to coming home? Didn't he wish to see his family again?



He arrived, stopped in front of the house and looked at the huge building. Something seemed to move him, because the proud grin already worn in the mountains turned into a somewhat sad and desperate expression on his face. He quickly clenched his fists to keep himself under control.

It was almost dark, but the street lamps were already shrouding the whole streets in warm, bright light.



Then finally he walked the little way to the front door and rang the doorbell twice.

Somebody opened the door. A young pretty woman with turquoise hair stood in front of him. Delighted with joy, she quickly wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. E wanted to push her away at first, but it was no longer possible for him to do that. His mind had stopped and his strong arms had long been wrapped around her delicate waist and now pressed her to him.



A few seconds stood there and said nothing. Then the pretty young woman broke away and looked at him. No, she didn't look at him, but smiled at him. This smile really came from the heart and was the most beautiful thing one had ever seen. Our young man was still a little baffled, but it appeared that he was smiling too.She took his hand and led him into the house.

Then you just saw the door close.
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