Welcome! This is a second part to Lost Prodigy. I'll try my best to stay true to the characters this go around. This story is super AU, so if you wanted something that stuck to the main story line... wander away.

In this side of the story, I'll be writing a letter to Piccolo, using the same method's I used in LP for story writing purposes. Her letter will be in italics, the rest will be normal. Enjoy!

As usual, I just own Aika/Celise.

Dear Piccolo,

How have you been? It's been a few months since you've left. Well, it's a few months in the chamber, but a few weeks outside of the chamber. I've finally cleaned what I could from the house, but left your room untouched. Figured... you'd want to come back to it one day. Gohan helped me patch up the hole I made in the door. Goku hasn't come by to talk to me since, but he told Gohan to send his apologies, and that as soon as I give birth, he would love a chance to spar with me to 'test strengths', or whatever he calls it. I think he just wants a chance to see you sooner.

Aika adjusted herself in her seat, taking in the vast white space that stood off in front of her. She and Trunks had been in the chamber for two months so far, and it was not easy for either one of them. In the beginning, it was easy for the two of them to train together, though Aika had to hold herself back a lot more, out of the safety for the baby. Now four months pregnant, sparring just wasn't an option. At first, the change seemed difficult, since Trunks didn't really have someone to spar against, but it did give Aika a chance to write out her thoughts.

Her eyes glazed over, her mind filled with names for their unborn child. A flash of light, and wind from a ki attack swept her out of her thoughts. Her focus turned to her husband, his lilac hair sweeping over his face. His bangs, now tickling his chin, swept back from each practiced blast. He became frustrated when the hair landed in front of aquamarine eyes, shrouding his vision from the invisible enemy. She couldn't help but chuckle, lifting off of the seat and into the air, floating towards him. With practice, Aika produced a shield around her, just in case Trunks didn't notice her there. Landing with a 'tap', she walked up to him, sweeping his hair behind his head, making a ponytail at the nape of his neck.

Trunks turned to her, caressing her cheek. She blushed, nuzzling her face into his hand. "You're always a step ahead of me, Aijou. What would I do without you?" She only laughed, pulling away from his hand and began walking back to the table she sat at. Before she took off, she shot her reply to him.

"Who knows? You're a resourceful man, so I think you'd survive."

Landing back at the main compound of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, Aika went to grab a few supplies the two of them took from the lab. Each day, she recorded the progress on the baby, and sometimes snuck a few private ultrasounds in. Today, they would find out what they were having, so she showed some restraint when doing her check up. Removing her shirt, the brunette slid her hands over her growing belly, affectionately caressing the baby's temporary housing.

"How's my little pride and joy doing today? We really seemed to like breakfast this morning, which means someone's in a good mood, aren't they? Mommy's gotta do our daily check up, then your daddy and I get to find out if our little one is a boy or a girl!"

Father, your grandchild grows every day, and each day is a new day for the three of us. The second I mentioned steak, the baby began to flutter around my stomach! When I get a chance to meditate, sometimes I see you and the baby. At first, I got really scared. I didn't know if this was a bad omen, or what have you, but the way the baby giggled when you held them reminded me of the love and joy I had when you were around.

After taking her measurements, heart rate, and blood pressure, Aika's eyes locked onto the sonogram machine, but resisted the urge to check for herself. Instead, she figured it was as good of a time as any to begin making dinner. Being in such a blank slate of a place that the time chamber was, one's body took time to adjust to the constant day light. It was a great thing that the beds came with curtains, but alarms still came in handy.

When the two of them first got into the chamber, they slept in the same bed. Due to Trunks being a heavy sleeper, and Aika waking early, the two decided to sleep in separate beds. It seemed to do the trick, but every so often, one would end up in the other's bed in the middle of the night, cuddling like they used to in their youth. Trunks landed on the platform, taking careful strides towards his wife. She was reading the ingredients for loaded potato soup off of a piece of paper, taking great strides to adjust the recipe for the two of them. He took the chance to get his prize, sliding his hands around her stomach, placing a loving kiss on her cheek. Aika smiled, but never took her eyes off of the paper.

"Go shower, you stink." The prince chuckled, stepping back and taking a good whiff of himself. Despite the fact that he trained by himself, he did in fact work up a stink. Trunks shrugged, then turned towards the bathroom.

"I was hoping you'd join me in the shower. Because, you know, it's so hard wash my back at times." She rolled her eyes, shooting him a side eye that could strike a person dead. He stepped back, bristling for a moment, then continued on to shower. "Nevermind, then..."

We thought of a few names for the baby, but nothing really stood out to either one of us. Trunks wanted to name the baby Vegeta or Calliope, I want to name the baby Keenu or Rhee. One thing is for sure, this baby will not be named Vegeta. Celise agrees with me on this one, and we rarely agree on anything. I miss you, father. I wish you were back.

Dinner was eaten in silence, but it was mostly out of excitement for the rest of the night. Trunks stole Aika's hand, but she quickly snatched it away. Furrowing his brows, he decided it would be better to get the sonogram machine instead. Aika lay on the bed, her shirt folded neatly next to her end table. Trunks set everything up, taking a few peeks over to his wife fiddling and talking to their baby, smiling a bittersweet one to them. He passed her the gel, letting her rub the substance on her skin, then turned the machine on, waiting for his approval to start checking.

"Dr. Vue said that the best way to see the gender is to get the baby active. The nugget's been doing some good flips in here for a while, and I think their butt's over here, so let's check that."

He obeyed, taking the wand and placed it in the gel first, then smoothed it over to the left side of her belly, checking the place where Aika pointed to. Sure enough, the baby's bottom was to her side, and so was all of the baby's glory. The two of them both grew still, then looked at each other. Aika teared up, reaching out to Trunks. He quickly jumped into her arms, matching her excitement all the same. Their hands were both on her stomach, their visions blurry, fingers sticky, but they held their son as best as they could for the moment.

With all of the love in the world,

Aika.