Author's note:
This is about Mirai Trunks and Mirai Bulma. They come back to the past to start over, only they live separately from the others. Please R&R!!Disclaimer:
I'm sure everyone on earth knows this thing…I don't own Dragon Ball Z, no go away…Starting Over
It's hard to take the past
And move it to the present
To forget what you had
And focus on what you have
Prologue
Trunks stared at the ruined planet from his balcony. He just couldn't live here anymore…it was too depressing! He wanted to go back to the past and start all over! Just him and his Kasan, but he knew that wouldn't happen. The two would want to see the others, only wouldn't be able to do that. Trunks moved inside his room and lay on his bed. The bed that once had been his sensei's. Trunks wanted to see Gohan again, he didn't care that he was younger. Just seeing his face would mean the world to him. Trunks put his hands behind his head and thought back to the time they had trained…the times when Trunks longed to be like Gohan. He still did…only not as passionately. Trunks wanted to just crawl back into his kasan's womb and change his history. He wanted to…to have the past again! What he longed to do was to move the past to his present. He wanted to live a life of peace. But he needed to forget what he once had…and focus on what he has.
Chapter 1
Hard choices haunt you
As you become older
You learn to make the right ones
By working out the wrong ones
Decisions
"Kasan…it will never be the same here." Trunks argued, "Let's just take the time machine and go back to the past. We can start over, we don't have to live in the same place."
"Trunks…I don't think I would be able to handle seeing your tousan again." Bulma said.
"Kasan…you wouldn't have to see them again." Trunks said.
"Trunks, what about all are things here?" She asked.
"We can put them in capsules and take them with us! Kasan please! I can't live in this ruined place anymore." Trunks pleaded.
"Okay…we'll go." Bulma reluctantly agreed.
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How could she have been so foolish? They had been living back in the past for over two months now. And more than once they had came close to revealing themselves. Bulma had to admit she loved being back, she had changed her hair color to brown. So people wouldn't recognize her. She made Trunks dye his a nice shade of blue. She had gathered all of the money she and Trunks possessed in the future and used it for a nice house. They lived in a nice place right outside the main city in Tokyo. It was a big lands…twenty acres in all. It was a farm, they owned fifteen horses along with eighteen cows and twenty chickens. The also had two pigs…only because they were free, Bulma hadn't wanted them. She was an awesome cook now…after having many years of practicing. She cooked nice meals for Trunks…after he came back from his work. He had become a doctor, something that kept their house nice.
Bulma had almost fallen apart when she first saw him again. She saw him and her 'other' self, shopping. He was bickering as always…complaining about having to hold all of her 'worthless stuff' She had walked past them with tears, receiving a weird look from Vegeta. She was sure he knew that it was her, but he hadn't stopped or said anything.
"Kasan! I'm home!" Came her son's voice.
"How was work honey?" Bulma asked from the kitchen.
"Fine…I'm off for awhile, took a weeks vacation." Trunks said, he set his briefcase on the kitchen's island.
"Trunks! Can we afford the bills long enough?" Bulma asked.
"Hai…I made sure of it, and we still have plenty extra. Kasan! We can finally afford a car!" Trunks said happily.
Bulma smiled, they had a car back in the future…but it had been destroyed long ago.
"Are you sure we can?" Bulma asked again.
"Hai, I'm sure." Trunks said, his now-blue-hair bouncing in his excitement.
Bulma chuckled,
"Okay then we'll go get a car." Bulma said, "Let's go horseback ridding first though."
"Okay." Trunks and his Kasan's favorite thing to do was rid their horses over their land.
The would ride into the sunset together talking mainly about the others. And how much they missed them, Trunks had once asked why they couldn't just go back to them. His kasan had said 'iie, I would never be able to face my other self and him.' He guessed he could understand that. He just asked himself 'how would I feel if I saw my dead husband with my past self?' well…he naturally thought 'wife' but you get the drift. Tonight was different…his kasan brought the subject up this time,
"Trunks…do you really want to see your tousan?" Bulma asked.
"Hai…but I don't want to put you through that." Trunks answered.
"Tomorrow…after we get a car let's go visit them all." Bulma said.
"Kasan…are you sure?" Trunks asked.
"Hai, I'm sure. I can handle seeing him momentarily." Bulma answered with a smile.
"Okay then. We'll meet them tomorrow." Trunks smiled back at her.
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Okay…this sorta just popped into my head out of no where. I kind of like the idea of adding the poem, I've never done that before ^_^ also the poem was made by me. I just think it up as I go along. I want to know what you guys think of this so far, and weather or not I should continue. So please Review! Thanx,
Pan