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Snatched-Discontinued	By : AquaTonic Category: Sailor Moon > Crossovers Views: 4340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Sixteen

The palace was strangely quiet except for the typing of Minako on her palm computer sending status updates to Ami. From what we could gather, they were working overtime trying to find Cronus but still no traces turned up in any books or from readings. Rei had exhausted her powers and went to bed for the night while Ami, Haruka, and Setsuna continued the search. Taking care of the suddenly excited children made my brow frown as I wondered if all Saiyans felt the same. Was there something that drew them to Hetpsa like us to Usagi?

Putting the children down to nap and keeping the bassinet close to the bed, I leaned back against a pillow staring up at the ceiling. All the questions buzzed through my head silently while I wished for an update. Did Hetspa fully rise? If so, where was he and what were his plans? Unable to sit any longer, I moved into the bathroom to change into a comfortable pair of yoga pants, tank top, and jogging shoes. Grabbing a spare set for Minako just in case and a pair of hair ties, I moved back into the bedroom where Minako flipped her palm-computer closed and looked just as ready for a spar.

“It’s been a while,” Minako commented pulling her long hair back as I did the same.

“It’s been too long. The training room isn’t too far, just let me leave a note and we can head out,” I answered, walking over to the desk as Minako changed. Scribbling a quick note and leaving it on the bed, Minako grabbed the diaper bag as I unlocked the wheels to roll the bassinet to the training room. There was no way I was going to let Hiro or Sai be watched. Flicking on the lights I looked at the large training room with black mat flooring with a white circle in the center for wrestling. It looked like a multi-purpose room ranging from room simulation, weaponry, or martial arts. Was this the same room Trunks and Vegeta used to train in the mornings?

“I think hand-to-hand combat might suit our mood,” Minako offered, starting her warm-up stretches. I couldn’t help but grin feeling Minako knew me too well with what I liked to pull me out of a sour mood. Putting the bassinet near the mini-fridge and bandage station, Minako and I moved out to the center of the mat more than ready. Formally bowing, we both took our normal fighting stances. Minako was more of an open style keeping her hands low to her waist while I kept my up near my chest. Hardening our gazes, it was on. We were no longer each other’s friend, fellow senshi, or wives but an opponent.

Circling and watching each other carefully, Minako closed in a few times to test my reflexes before going back to a safe distance. Blocking the few light hits, I felt my muscles quiver with anticipation as I did something reckless by attacking first. Minako was at first taken back by my aggressive moves but fluidly blocked each hit before trying to sneak in a few of her own. She had gotten better, or I had was rusty from months unable to train. Blocking a series of hits, I barely missed a sudden kick and ducked, swinging my leg out as I swept the floor. Catching Minako’s ankle, I watched her begin to do a back flip and made my move.

Pouncing forward, we tumbled to the ground wrestling for control while I had the advantage catching her backwards and upside down. Missing a few heel kicks while trying to pin her arms, I twisted around clutching her gathered wrists in my hand under my stomach and spreading my legs out to pin her own. I had managed to win this match. Lifting to my feet, I gave Minako a hand up while she pushed up a sideways grin.

“Even after being out of commission, you’ve still got it in you,” Minako proudly confessed as we customarily shook hands. “Next time I’ll bring Haruka.”

“It’s been a while since I’ve sparred with Haruka,” I answered as we both stretched before checking on the napping babies. Rubbing my hands over my slowly tightening belly, I let out a sigh. I was still worried.

“They’re taking care of it Mako,” Minako reassured, starting a set of lunges as I took a spot near her.

“That’s what I’m worried about,” I began, feeling my stomach swim as I thought of it. Minako frowned as we turned and started the other way. “Hetspa created the Saiyans, don’t you think they’d feel a bit loyal to him?”

Minako was still frowning in thought as we switched to doing crunches.

“I thought that too,” Minako admitted starting to become breathless. Sitting up I stared at Minako with a frown, unable to keep it all in.

“Right now they’re our only hope until we’re able to find Cronus but...what if Hetspa is able to pull on their loyalty as their creator? We don’t even know the true extent of their powers since we’ve never seen them fight. Then they’re Hetspa who could be ten times worse!” I continued, letting it all bubble out what I’d been holding inside. Trunks never wanted to talk about it, and after our argument when our sons were born I’d kept the topic buried. I needed to talk about and get the worry off my chest. Minako mirrored the same frown on her mouth as her brows began to wrinkle in thought.

“It’s hard to have hope when the odds are lining up against but, we should have faith in them. They’ve showed us nothing but kindness and have given their loyalty to Crystal Tokyo aligning us. If there’s anyone that could save the Earth from this new enemy, it will be the Saiyans,” Minako said confidently and gave me a reassuring squeeze on my hand. No matter how much I was worried, I needed to have faith in them even though I felt the doubt. Letting out a sigh, I pushed up a smile and gave a nod of my head.

“Thank-you Mina.” Pushing up to our feet, we moved back to the bedroom to begin getting ready for dinner. While I took a quick shower, Minako watched over the awakening Hiro and Sai. By the time I had stepped out of the shower, I could hear the howls coming from the bedroom. My chest tightened as I quickly pulled my hair up in a towel and slipped into my robe to assist. I couldn’t help but giggle at how lost Minako looked trying to calm them both down while changing Sai’s diaper.

“You need any more help before I shower?” asked Minako as I gave her a warm smile.

“I’ll be fine, take as long as you need,” I warmed. Minako gave a soft nod of her head and moved into the bathroom to get ready while I took to my new motherly tasks. I always dreamed of having a family after my parents passed away, wondering what it would be like to have a brother or sister, or how we could sit together for dinner. Now that I had my own family, I couldn’t wait for those dreams to come true. Instead of wishing to be the child sitting at the dinner table talking to my mother, I would be the mother I’d always dreamed about wanting. It would be different with a palace setting instead of a cozy home and garden, but worth it.

Sai hungrily gulped down as I tickled Hiro trying to calm him; the large tears subsided as his frown slowly started to push into that normal happy grin before giving a giggle. I couldn’t help but almost laugh as well at how scared he looked at the sound that pushed through him. He gazed at me as if wondering how he should react with large eyes. I couldn’t help but giggle, watching Hiro mimic me with another laugh of his own.

“The challenge is getting Sai to smile,” Trunks suddenly stated. I jumped and quickly flashed surprised eyes up at him; this was the first time he’d been able to sneak up without me noticing. I quickly looked him over seeing no noticeable marks of a fight as the dread began to build; I didn’t want to tell Trunks the only reason Sai had ever smiled or laughed. Touching my cheek with his rough fingers, I turned my attention back to Trunks as I pat Sai’s back just in case for burping. “When you and Minako are finished, meet us outside.”

“Could you take Sai while I finish with Hiro?” I asked, watching Trunks grin as he happily took Sai. I switched sides as Hiro impatiently and hungrily clamped on as well. Cradling Hiro’s head carefully, I watched Trunks leave and couldn’t help the joy spread through me. Even though our lives had moved very fast with a rushed marriage and sudden pregnancy, I couldn’t have asked for a better partner. I’d always dreamed of having a husband that would help with the kids, and spend time with the family. Even though he was busy, Trunks always made time from palace affairs and work. Was there more to Saiyans than being fighters? Could they thrive for a tight-knitted family community? Both Saiyan families were extremely close no matter the distances as Trunks told me of stories from his childhood when training and growing up with Goten.

Hiro began to fuss as I gently patted his back; what was making the children so moody? Minako pushed out of the bathroom dressed and ready with a confused smile looking for Sai.

“They’re back and outside,” I instructed watching Minako brighten at the thought it might be all over.

“Come to Aunty Mina,” Minako gushed, gently taking Hiro so I could finish getting dressed. Throwing on some quick and comfortable clothes while running a brush quickly through my damp hair, I met everyone on the veranda. Vegeta looked irritated as he looked out toward the skyline in the distance, Goten carefully held Sai with a soft grin, and Trunks stood quiet and somber.

“Hetspa may have risen, but it will take some time before his body completely regenerates. The power surge we felt was the spell being finished but I can’t deny the vast amount of strength from just a beating heart. With limited time, we will need to rush training and helping you senshi prepare for the worse. This is an enemy unlike we’ve all faced,” Trunks reported, making me curious to what training he wanted us to do. Would we be enlightened onto his and Vegeta’s training?

“It will be easier for us to go to Crystal Tokyo,” Minako began but seemed to stop at Trunks’ sudden sharp gaze.

“There isn’t time for that,” Trunks continued. “We will need to take the time to divide our groups into pairs for entering the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. Each pair will be gone for a day, but inside the Time Chamber a year passes. This will give us the time we need to both prepare for Hetspa’s coming.”

“One day here, equals a year there? Wow, that’s pretty amazing,” Minako commented. I couldn’t help but feel the same, but what would we learn inside the time chamber and how would we split our teams? “What will you teach us?”

“How to manage your kai and energy,” Trunks began, perking our interest more. “By knowing how to use your kai, morphing it into energy, and controlling it, you will be able to have longer endurance during battle, and even the ability to fly.”

“Is that where you get your strength from?” questioned Minako, asking what I was also curious about.

“You can train to become stronger, but will never surpass a Saiyan,” Trunks finished. I couldn’t help but eye Minako as she gave me an unsure look. Did she want me to go first into this time chamber? I somehow gave her a slight tilt of my chin in agreement; she needed to be here to coordinate the rest of our friends.

“We can watch over the boys while you two start us off on training. I’ll be able to get a list together and prepare the others,” Minako offered.

“That sounds good. I’ll be in to pack in a moment if you’d like to start Makoto,” Trunks replied and then took off in the air before I could say anything. Minako gave me a reassuring smile.

“Come on, let’s go pack,” Minako announced too cheerfully. Giving a glance to Goten, I couldn’t help but smirk at how awkwardly he enjoyed holding Sai.

“Would you mind watching him while I pack?” I politely asked only to get a reassuring grin.

“No problem! If I need any help, I’m sure Vegeta will help me,” Goten answered with a chuckle. I couldn’t help but smile at Vegeta’s hardened glare to Goten before a slight softness at his grandson.

“Well, hurry up woman,” Vegeta barked. Moving back into the bedroom, I bee-lined straight for the closet with Minako closely behind. Using the electronic system, I selected from the menu I was traveling and manually chose clothing. Although it was for a year we’d be inside, the least they’d have is a laundry facility inside. Packing for a minimum of two weeks, I decided to go lightly. I didn’t know how hard we would train but if push came to shove, I could always transform. After all, it would be just Trunks and I.

“You’re not grabbing anything sexy?” asked Minako, raising a nearly trimmed blond brow. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh and gave her a lopsided grin.

“Only you would think of that,” I muttered only to get a giggle in response.

“Just because I’m married doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have a good time. Put something skimpy in there or I will. I’m sure you still haven’t used my wedding gift,” Minako warned. I couldn’t help but slightly frown; at a time like this, sex was the last thing on my mind. I wanted to train, and hard. My muscles were ready and so was my mind, wanting to master whatever Trunks would throw at me but also the curiosity built. Why type of training did Saiyans do? Was this perhaps how they were able to fly was through intense training of kai and energy?

“Do you know what type of formula Usa uses?” I asked suddenly, glad to change the subject.

“Not sure, I’ll check with Ezra. You should visit him before your trip anyway,” Minako hinted. I knew she was right on that note; even if we were in there to train, something was bound to happen. I didn’t want to have this training session wasted by an unexpected occurrence. Finishing with the closet, I hauled my suitcase into the bathroom to grab the last of my necessities. Luckily for me, I always had a ‘travel pack’ prepared with my extra set of bathroom utilities. Wheeling my bag out to the bedroom, I let out a sigh looking around the room and finally landing on the bassinet. I wasn’t going to see them for a whole year yet it would only be a day. The concept was still hard to get over. It was only a little over a week ago I’d awoke from three months of being in a dream only to go into labor and bring them into this world. Could I stand being gone from them for this long?

As if understanding, Minako handed me the tired looking Hiro. Caressing his chubby cheeks, I couldn’t help but proudly smile.

“I’ll get what you need from Ezra,” Minako offered and left. Checking Hiro’s diaper before preparing him for a nap, the happy baby snuggled close to my bosom as we rocked in the chair. As his eyes began to droop, so did my heart. Once peacefully snoozing, I carefully put him in the bassinet before going to gather Sai. Goten seemed to meet me at the door with a wrinkled nose.

“Want me to change him?” Goten offered. I shook my head and gathered Sai before moving to the changing table. I never thought in all my life I would be glad to change a dirty diaper. Sai was rather grumpy, squirming around and fussy. Beginning to whine as I finished, I couldn’t help but try one last time to make him laugh. Tickling at his belly seemed to do the trick as Sai finally gave a few giggles before yawning.

“It only took a little over a week,” Trunks softly spoke from behind me. I couldn’t help but smile and finished buttoning Sai’s clothing before picking him up.

“Would you like the honors?” I asked. Trunks gave a slight grin and received Sai into his large hands. It was a strange sight to behold yet something that melted my heart; the small child in his bulging arms. No matter how the terms ‘mommy’s little boy’ came into my mind, I knew Sai took to Trunks easier and faster. It was as if they were connected through some silent bond. It didn’t take long before Sai gave in and let sleep come to him. Setting him into the bassinet, Trunks gave them both the same look I was feeling.

“Where do you want this?” asked Minako suddenly. I turned to see her holding a small brown box under her arm feeling a bit perplexed. “It’s a year’s supply of a little bit of everything, just to be safe.”

“I’ll put it in my bag,” I ushered, not wanting to explain the contents in front of Goten. With my bag packed, I was ready.

“Would you like me to come with?” asked Goten, looking at my suitcase before gazing at Trunks.

“We’ll be fine,” Trunks answered and gave one last look at our sons. “I’ll see you both tomorrow evening.”

Although it would be one day for them, Minako still gave me a large hug.

“We’ll take good care of them,” she reassured and I gave her a warm smile.

“I know you will, have fun with them Mina,” I replied, giving her a wink. Walking out to the balcony, Trunks rolling my suitcase behind us, we prepared for our take off. I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, but I felt nervous still thinking about flying. Trunks moved a little too fast for my pleasure, pulling me firmly against his left side, and then scooping me up with a muscular arm under my rump. I felt like a child with my thighs securely tightened around his waist and my arms already reaching to hold onto his shoulders. With a nervous wave to Goten and Minako, we were off. Trunks moved at a comfortable speed as we blazed through the cool misty clouds before suddenly jerking upwards toward the atmosphere. I was afraid to breath as we continued to climb until the air around us suddenly stopped moving. My stomach clenched, like at the top of a roller coaster when you know they’re about to let it drop. I was waiting for gravity to take me plummeting toward the Earth but instead his feet landed on white tiles.

Feeling his grip loosen, I slowly touched down but hung on until I could get my balance. With a reassuring smile, I followed Trunks down the white tiled flooring outline with a few green shrubs in white pots. At the end of this strip a large double domed building stood with a single golden door. Was this it? Was that the Time Chamber they’d been talking about? As we continued forward, a rounded ebony figure with a turban, vest, puffy white pants, and pointed red little shoes met us. I couldn’t help but think he was pulled right out an Aladdin movie.

“Greetings,” he spoke warmly, giving us a ghastly smile from his large painted red lips. Clear white eyes looked at Trunks before finally landing on me. “Ah, you must be Trunks’ wife I heard briefly about. I am Mr. Popo, the watcher of the Time Chamber. It has been prepared for two guests for the time of one year. Once the door seals, you cannot exit until that year is complete. Are there any other questions?”

“We will be fine, thank you Popo,” Trunks answered for me. I pushed up a smile and gave a slight bow of my head to Mr. Popo before Trunks ushered us through the golden doors. Hearing the doors click shut, a steaming wheeze came from them as if they were sealing. It was eerily quiet as Trunks lead me past the large opened teal tiles surrounded by white pillars. To the left was one room holding two twin beds where Trunks dropped off my suitcase and continued to show me to where this side of the building ended with a spacious kitchen, pantry, and dining table. Moving around the pillared area, Trunks lead me to the other side with a spacious bathroom, living room with shelves of books and a television with some movies, and finally the laundry room. For how huge it looked outside, it felt just as huge inside but the main thing I couldn’t wait for was to get into the large training arena.

“Would you like to start training now or after we get situated?” I asked curiously, watching Trunks begin to relax.

“Let’s get situated,” he stated. I seemed to follow him back into the bedroom where I unpacked my clothing into the drawers provided before looking at the brown box Minako had provided. Opening it, I found it filled with a year’s supply of birth control and condoms. I couldn’t help but chuckle at Minako’s hinting ability that while we were in here, she wanted us to have a good time. Putting the box on top of the dresser, I decided tomorrow morning I would start my routine of contraception. Hearing wood sliding, I glanced back to see Trunks lightly sliding the twin beds together.

“Is the two beds a standard?” I asked curiously while helping Trunks flip the mattresses around so they wouldn’t slide off and rearrange the blankets.

“Usually people come in pairs to train and we’ve never had a situation like this before,” Trunks began. I couldn’t agree more; neither of our groups thought this situation would pull us in this direction. For one, I never knew that our gods were interwoven like the fabrics of the future. Would we overcome what Hetspa would bring our way or would the destruction of the world occur? I was never sure, always feeling as if Fate would find one way or another to push us all to our limits. Mentally, physically, and emotionally. We all knew how hard it was to go against Galaxia in that final battle before we finally gained some peace. It had been years, but with that battle we had all found a new strength and the knowledge that we weren’t the only senshi in the galaxy. A warm, callused hand touching my cheek brought me from my thoughts of the past. “Are you alright? You were frowning.”

“Yeah, just thinking there’s a lot to do,” I lied, not wanting to divulge on the battles of the past. “I’ll get dinner started and plan on some yoga to wind down this evening; I feel a little stiff after sparing with Minako this afternoon.”

Trunks gave an understanding nod and pressed a tender kiss on my mouth. I slipped away before he could pull me to him, knowing I would disappoint him with a turn down. My body was still adjusting and I wasn’t ready for us to continue our intimate relationship. Slipping into the kitchen, I took my time checking it thoroughly while I put my mind into the different types of dishes I could create. Tonight, I would do a traditional sweet curry with white rice. Finishing chopping the vegetables and getting the stew simmering, I checked my watch to see it had been over two hours since we’d been here. I could feel the weight of my chest and dull ache spreading through. It was time for the twins to feed again. This would be something my body would have to eventually overcome.

Giving a final stir, moved to the edge of the kitchen where it overlooked the training facility to see Trunks going through some slow movements. I could see his muscles quivered under his shirt in his graceful dance. As if seeing me from the corner of his eye, Trunks did a finishing move before coming to the kitchen.

“Did you find everything you needed?” he asked politely while I gave a small nod.

“More than enough,” I answered. “Dinner’s ready, join me at the table when you’re ready.”

Instead, Trunks took to my side doming the rice in a small bowls while I ladled the curry into bowls. While I was grabbing silverware, Trunks set-up two tall glasses of black ice tea that had been waiting in the fridge. As usual, we quietly ate while I snuck a glance at his pleased grin.

“What is your training outline?” I asked suddenly, curious as to what tomorrow held. Trunks perked at the mention of it.

“I’ll start by teaching you how to manipulate your kai and teach you how to use that energy to essentially fly,” he began while I seemed sucked into his words. I was going to learn how to fly? I couldn’t wait! “Then, we’ll progressively move faster using your kai. With some basic martial arts training, and manipulating your current fighting style, it will give you a chance to fair well if you could come across someone that fights like a Saiyan.”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, crossing my arms under my chest as I leaned back into my chair.

“We’ll need to pass on the martial arts, I’ve already been training,” I answered with a proud grin. Trunks seemed to look pleased but his glance dropped a little as he coiled back.

“You’re leaking,” he lowly spoke, seeming a bit embarrassed to let me know. Silently cursing, I touch my chest to find the wet spot. I couldn’t believe I forgot the padding that saved me from this clean up or possible stain. Pushing away from the table, I pull my shirt off and immediately moved to scrub it in the sink. It was one of my favorite shirts and I didn’t want to have a circle on one side.

“Could you grab me another bra with the inserts in please,” I quickly asked over my shoulder while ringing out my shirt. Leaning it over the side of the sink, I quickly unfastened my bra and slowly pulled it off as the ebbing pain pushed through me. I scrubbed the white bra feeling thankful that it was coming out. Grabbing one of the hand towels, I cupped each heavy breast and lifted them for some relief.

“You need help with that?” asked Trunks as I leaned against the counter frowning. Childishly, I gave a soft nod as I removed the towel and slowly lifted my arms into the straps while adjusting the cups. Trunks clipped it shut in the back but not before sliding his up my back and down my shoulders. The shiver pushed through me as I leaned into his warm arms and began to relax. “I could kiss it better too.”

His low, seductive breath sent chills down my spine as Trunk pressed a soft kiss against my shoulder and started up my neck. I couldn’t help but lean against his hot kisses, my body tingling and craving more. I was surprised at his self-control as he suddenly stopped and just held me for a moment.

“When you put those in the wash, run a hot bath and I’ll join you after dinner is put away,” Trunks soothed. I was thankful to have such an understanding husband even in the most awkward types of situations. I knew this time in the chamber, although training, would be what we both needed. To come together as a united front against our common enemy.

]AN: Been a while since I updated but I had a lot of life changing events recently. I moved to another state, back home, and am limited on my electric access. We use a generator and solar panels to get online. Anyway, with the summer approaching, I’ll be able to finish this fic since it will keep the battery cells charged enough to in return charge my laptop (if I don’t manage to snag a job!) Thank you kindly for the reviews and patience! Next chapter may take a little longer since I need to re-read over the past 15 chapters to get back into the ‘mind set’ and ‘theme’ ( >.> holy crap, it is a lot to read!)
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