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He looked up as a sweat drop formed and slid down his temple. Her piercing blue eyes were causing him more discomfort than the heat from the desert. He fidgeted at the discomfort and quickly fixed his gaze down to his boot. However, she couldn't stop staring at the mysterious boy and how much he looked like her saiyan guest.

" Hey don't you guys think Vegeta and the kid look alike" she whispered to her best friend and boyfriend, as their brains began to work the resemblance between both saiyans.

"I mean they are both saiyan if that's what you mean," replied the short monk jokingly.

"Hmm..I don't know. He just looks familiar..it's just too weird!" She huffed with annoyance.

All around him were distrustful and confused glares causing him to shed another drop of sweat. There was only an hour left until Goku's arrival, and he wished his clock would hurry. How long could he take being around all of these people?

'They are all my friends and will never hurt you..' His mother's words rang in his ear.

It wasn't that he was intimidated by the fighters around him especially the younger half saiyan, he admired him, for he was his teacher and mentor in his timeline. What had him shaken up was the fact that he was around so many strong fighters, a privilege he didn't have growing up.

Through all the glares he turned to look at the only eyes he longed for. Those dark, intimidating, opaque eyes that made everyone tremble with fear. How he wished he could stare at those eyes all day...

"What are u looking at?"

His thoughts were cut off, by a demanding voice. He blushed at the realization of getting caught staring.

"Uh.. nothing It's just that I like your shirt"

'Dam was that really what he was going to say to the man he had always wanted to talk to?' Quickly he looked away embarrassed at his answer. Once again his eyes looked down at his boot.

"You would" he responded an annoyed tone to his voice.

It got quiet, and he couldn't help himself but look up again.

"Why do you keep looking over here?!Haven't you ever seen a pink shirt before?! If you like it so much you can have it!" His annoyance quickly changing towards anger.

"N-No, thank you" he responded nervously. He had to be cautions when talking with his father.

"Then knock it off Kid" he growled.

Although, it wasn't the conversation he had stayed up late dreaming about, he couldn't help but smile a bit. With that thought he returned to stare at his boot.

A couple minutes passed and suddenly, catching everyone by surprise, an alarm went off. The mysterious boy got up from his position and began to straighten up.

"He's here" he said blankly to everyone.

"Uh.. where I don't see anything," said the younger version of his mother as she looked up.

"He's here! I can feel him!" said the young half saiyan as he began to run to greet his father.

Everyone followed and in a matter of minutes a round spaceship came crashing towards the ground; causing everyone to run or fly towards it. In a matter of seconds the door opened and out popped the tall, muscular saiyan who appeared confused.

"Hey what's everyone doin' here?" he asked, that big grin of his never leaving his face.

"How did you know I was gonna land here?" he chuckled.

"Well this kid told us," replied the short monk as he pointed to the mysterious stranger that was next to him. "Wait don't tell me you don't know him?" He chuckled nervously.

"I don't,"replied the tall warrior as he began to study the young man.

'Enough of this I must not waste time I need to speak to Him before this gets even more weird for everyone' he thought as he began to approach the tall warrior.

"May i speak to you in private?" he asked, getting a nod.

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He sat in his time machine, it was time to go back home. He shut his eyes for a second taking in everything that had occurred since his arrival.

'I did my duty, I just hope they do theirs' he said to himself, punching in the date of his reality.

As he ascended he took in one more time the bold eyes of his father as well as the bright, well rested eyes of his mother. How happy she looked with her friends and boyfriend by her side.

"Until we meet again," he said in a whisper holding his hand to wave goodbye. In a blink of an eye he had returned to his time.

He capsulated his time machine and walked over towards their hideout. It was no surprise to him that it was quiet; it was just his mother and him.

"Hey Mom I'm back," he said as he entered the kitchen.

She was standing by a tea pot pouring freshly brewed tea. Quickly she stopped what she was doing and walked over to her son hugging him as tight as she could.

"Trunks!" She exclaimed " I'm so glad you're back! How did it go? Did you see Goku? Did you give him the medicine? Was everyone nice to you? Did you eat? Are you- she was cut off by her son's laughter.

"Mother, I'm fine," he began as he grabbed her by the shoulders "everything went smoothly... I have a feeling everything will be okay."

She smiled, her tired eyes looking back at his bright blue eyes.

"Okay son, but answer me one thing..did I look gorgeous or what?" She giggled as she winked at her son. He laughed as he walked to grab a tea cup.

"Not with that afro!" He joked, taking a seat next to her.

"Excuse me young man! I will have you know that was a very stylish look back in the day" she pretended to act offended as she crossed her arm.

They giggled and then the room was quiet.

He sighed as he realized they hadn't joked around in a long time. With that thought he looked down at his tea cup.

"Did you see you father?" She asked almost in a whisper.

"I-Uh.. yeah. He was just like I pictured him."He said, a smile forming as he remembered the shirt incident. "I saw everyone: Goku, Krillin, Gohan, Piccolo, Tien, Chao, You, Dad and Yamcha was there too." He said remembering his younger mother clinging to her boyfriend.

She had never spoke about them being a couple so it did shock him to see her so happy with someone rather than his father. The room was quiet and he took advantage of the peacefulness to ask his question.

"You looked so happy with him Mom. What happened?" He watched as she melancholically stared at her tea cup.

"He died," she answered in a murmur.

He stared at his mother for a moment and began to get up from his seat. He walked over and placed a loving kiss on her forehead.

"I think I should get some rest," he began as he ran his fingers through her long blue locks "I'll see you tomorrow?"

She gave him a tender smile and nodded. And just like that she was left alone to mourn her loss.

To be continued...

A/N: Hello! Hope someone enjoyed this first chapter. This is my first Fic so please leave me some comments, suggestions pretty much anything lol