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I have revised the story again and hope I have now corrected all the old mistakes.
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@EngelArael: I hope I got the similarities to AS completely gone and hope you like it better now.
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Trunks reached out and punched his opponent in the stomach. This curled up and fell to the floor. The second attacker came and wanted to kick the purple-haired boy in the back, but he turned around and held his foot. Now he grinned and struck again. Trunks just loved fighting, especially when it was about guys like that.
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A few moments later, his opponents lay on the ground, gasping. He bent down and grabbed the first one by the collar: "So, from now on you keep your hands off her, or I can't guarantee anything!" The boy opened his hand and his victim slid to the floor. He was about to kick the defenseless man when he felt a hand on his shoulder."That is enough, Trunks," his best friend Goten held on to him. He felt that he was slowly calming down and nodded. Without a word he turned and walked away.
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Son-Goten crouched down next to the blood-smeared figures on the street: "You shouldn't mess with him, otherwise I might not be able to help you next time." Then he got up again and ran after his friend.
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The two boys went in silence to a nearby park and sat down on a bench in front of a fountain. Son-Goten took out a handkerchief and gave it to Trunks: "You really exaggerated it this time, what if you had killed them?" Suddenly he got a slap in the face and looked up in amazement. "Because of your silly beating, are you forgetting me?" There she stood, like an angel of vengeance with her turquoise hair and the most beautiful blue eyes he knew.Girl put her fists in her sides: "You know exactly that you promised me to fly to town with me today, Trunks. Mum's birthday is coming soon." "I didn't feel like it," he admitted bored back. CLAP, he got the second slap in the face. Angry she turned around and Son-Goten put his arm around her shoulders: "Come on Bra, let it be." Determined, she freed herself from the embrace and gave the black-haired half-Saiyajin a venomous look. "You want to be his best friend and you always let him do such a shit," she said and took her brother by the hand, "so and we both go now." With that she pulled him behind her.
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Bra stopped on a bridge: “Why are you doing this?” Trunks leaned his back against the railing and looked disinterestedly at the sky. "You know very well, we can rarely see each other at home, since you train most of the time with Dad and you don't want me with you," her voice grew quieter and tears ran down her cheeks, "and when we did have the chance to do something together, you will transfer me. "<br />
“Why should I give myself up to you too?” From the corner of his eye he watched his sister's outburst of anger. He was actually very fond of her, but teasing her was even more fun.
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He remembered how she was born, she looked so cute and tiny, and instantly it happened to him. The boy had always protected and cared for her. When she became the beauty she was today, he had taken on the role of bodyguard. Nobody, really nobody, was allowed to come near them.
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Angrily, Bra took a step forward and tripped over a loose paving stone. She fell straight into her brother's arms. Trunks' heart was pounding and he felt himself blush. “Are you all right?” His sister looked worriedly into his eyes, he grinned and stood up: “Nothing happened, but you ran into it ...” As soon as he had uttered these words, he felt her fist. After all, she was also a half-Saiyan and had the appropriate powers, even though she did not train.Angry, she turned and ran away.
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Trunks watched her go for a moment and then followed her. Only moments later he caught up with her and took her shoulders: "Hey Bra, I'm sorry." With her face smeared with tears, she looked at her brother. He rummaged in his pocket and gave her a handkerchief. The girl breathed a sigh of relief, that was her brother as she knew and liked him. He had always been her role model, someone she could look up to with pride. She gratefully accepted the handkerchief and blew her nose.
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"Well, shall we go now?" He looked questioningly into her eyes and she nodded. Trunks took her in his arms and then flew off with her.
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Please let me know how you thought of it and if you would like a sequel.
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Bye Usagi2
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