I was reading a ficiton and this idea just came to me. I had to write it before it left. If you have never read any of my sagas you will have no idea why characters are present but it is all good. However, I have given it a slight twist. For this one time only fiction I am going back to the original idea that Bulma survives instead of Vegeta. This was inspired by another writer and the idea of Vegeta coming back as something worse then what he already was, well it was to tempting to pass up, intrigued yet? Well you should be!

M.V:WHAT! I'm not in this one!

Me: Oh your in it, your just not a vampire! Besides you get to come back to life in this one.

M.V: Yea, as a total asswhole!

Me: SHHHH don't ruin it!

Mirai Trunks: daughteralucard doesn't own anything but the computer. The idea isn't even hers.

Me: why must you be that guy?

"Please Trunks, just do this for me," she begged. Trunks had just finished off the androids (we are sticking to my idea of Trunks being a vampire at 16 and no Bulma is not a vampire) and really just wanted to go back to the past to let the others know that his own threat was finished just like they asked him to. However, he learned that if you want to make God laugh, or in this cause Bulma, tell him your plans. While he wanted to go back first Bulma decided first order of business was to get the Z fighters and Vegeta back. Trunks was not all that excited about the idea of having Vegeta back. True, he had finally gained the respect he wanted from the one of the past, but that was just it, he had FINALLY gotten what he was working so hard to get. It took damn near a whole month just to get the guy to talk to him and now she wanted him to jump back to square one. No way!

Trunks knew he was being selfish but that wasn't his real concern at the moment. What he wanted was to go see the father he knew not for some strange male to come living with them telling him how to run HIS life. It should come as no surprise to any of you that Bulma did have a level of control over her half saiyan son. His blue eyes and scrawny build resembling hers (remember guys and dolls we are talking about MY Mirai Trunks) and his very feminine features from her as well, but his raven long black hair in half a pony tail, sharp eyes, and saiyan-jin traits like his fathers including his rare temper.

His biggest fear of bringing this man back, and for very good reason he would shortly find out, was the fact that he had been in hell for almost 15 years now and that tend to have a negative side affect to a person, especially to people who were most wanted in almost all four corners of the universe. The most feared man in all of existence right now is the not the kind of person you really want living in your house, well, unless your Bulma then you tend to let psycho's of every kind stay at your house and eventually end up living there.

Bulma, also being selfish, just wanted the best fuck of her life back. True, the two were very much in love, but neither ever in Heaven, Hell, or Earth wanted to get married. What can I say, it just wasn't their style, and no amount of social expectation was going to change that about either of the stubborn mates. Saiyan's mated for life, a way of life that had relieved Bulma. She knew that Vegeta would never cheat on her like Yamcha did. Besides, with moral codes like Vegeta's, well lets just say Trunks could really need a strict man around.

Who was she kidding the kid was wild. He was a real sweetheart, but he was a nympho much like both of his parents, a drinker like both of his parents, a smoker, we wont say of what, and could be rather rebellious. He was a teenager, plane and simple. The fact that he tend to fly off anytime Bulma tried to yell at him or ground him only made it that much more difficult for her. He had pretty much as much free reign as he wanted with Bulma unable to stand up to him. He wasn't a bad kid, he was respectful to her, he was polite which Bulma made damn sure of, he was always eager to help if he could, easy to please, very quiet, and usually did what he was told. This was not one of those time though.

"Mom, I'm telling you, this cannot be good. Take it from me," he begged.

"Trunks you don't know that," said Bulma, "for all we know Vegeta has changed sense he went to hell."

"I know, mom, that is what I am afraid of," said Trunks, "do you really think that 15 years in Hell can have any positive effect on ANYONE!?"

"Trunks, you don't know that for a fact. Besides, it can't have bad effects on EVERYONE."

"Mom! I can see the future for Christ sake! I'm telling you if you make me do this it can only end badly!"

"Young man, you will do what I tell you and go for those dragonballs! No more discussion, now get your ass on the space ship and go!" Trunks sighed and gave in, what a stubborn woman she was, it drove him crazy sometimes. He was very much laid back and go with the flow but this was not something he could just sit back and watch.

"Mom, what are you going to do if you do not like the person he turns into," he asked very seriously.

"Trunks, I hated the person he was first time I met him but I changed him once maybe I will be able to do it again." Trunks again sighed and got on the ship. She wasn't going to budge no matter how much he fought it.

………..(When in doubt the answer is fish)…….

The trip through space was uneventful. The only interesting thing that happens is Trunks sneezes so hard he got a bloody nose. I'm sure you want to hear all about it but we are just going to Namek.

Maybe I will make a short overdramatic story about it. I don't know, Trunks thinks he is dying or something.

When he landed on Namek it was a nice smooth land. And if you know what my definition of short and smooth is you know that an engine went out, the warning lights were flaring, and it did a nose dive right in the middle of nowhere. Trunks crawled himself from the wreckage barely alive and a little shaken up. He looked up and saw the elder Namek giving him a funny look. He smile at the Namek and tried to get up but do to the whiplash and aftershock of the crash his legs turned to jell-o and he collapsed once again.

The elder lifted Trunks up. "How can I help you," he asked a little nervously seeing as how he resembled an individual that the Nameks did not care to have anything to do with.

"Well," he said, "I want to find your dragonballs and make a wish on them if you don't mind," he said a little shaken, "my mother said that a Namek would help me out if I asked so I guess I'm asking."

"Who is your mother?"

"Bulma Briefs," he said. The Namek lit up with happiness and smiled at him patting him on the back so hard the traumatized crash victim fell back to the ground.

"Well why didn't you say so my boy! I am the Namek elder. I hold all the dragonballs in the same little convenient place! Come, let us go to my hipster pad and kick it," he said trying to relate to Trunks. He just lifted an eyebrow at the Namek, what was he talking about?

"Riiight, well, okay. Let's go then." They walked for about an mile before coming to a large hut.

"So, hey, dawg, this is my pad, yo. Wipe ya kickers on da mat so that you don't wack up my carpet with dirt G." Trunks guessed that the Namek wanted him to wipe his feet before coming in but wasn't totally sure. They went inside and brought the dragonballs out. "There we are. Now, G, let's summon up that crazy dragon and get this scene rollin' yo! Fo shizzle!" The Namek summond the dragon for Trunks to make his three wishes.

"What is your first wish."

"I want everyone killed by the androids or by the cause of the androids that are good people to be brought back to life," he said to the large dragon.

"Granted. What is your second wish."

"I wish my father was brought back to life and put on earth."

"Granted. What is your final wish?"

"I want a double quarter pounder cheese burger with a large chocolate shake and some fries, not those nasty mcdonald fries either! I want the good shit! I want Arby's curly fries!"

"Granted." The dragon disappeared into the dragonballs that then turend to stone.

"Well, this has been….fun…but I really must head home now."

"Hey I feel yah G. Get yourself home and give my sista from another mista a hug and teller I said 'holla!'. Aiight!"

"Um….yea!" Trunks then rain for his spaceship that was almost in ruin with his amazing meal and started it up. It wasn't until he was in the deepest of space only an hour away from home (pretend Namek and Earth are close), that he suddenly had a feeling of panic in the depths of his heart….the dragon didn't give him ketchup!

…………………..( remember, on T or F questions everything is a lie!)………

Vegeta, the Prince of Saiyans, was sitting next to the blood fountain playing Gin with Zarbon. The Prince had become darker and more sinister then before. He missed Bulma with all of his heart and would have died to see her again…metaphorically speaking of course…but his evilness knew no bounds anymore. He had again and again tortured Frieza for screwing his life over. The lizard was reduced to nothing more then the saiyans play thing. But of course Vegeta grew board of Frieza and decided that humiliating Zarbon in a game of Gin was more fun.

Suddonly he felt sleep overcome him. He ended up passing out and the last words he heard where 'Geez Vegeta come on. Passing out in the middle of a game that you are winning anyway? God you're like attention deprived or something!'

………………(studying is bullshit, you can do just as bad without studying)…….

Gohan, Tien, Krillin, Choazu, Piccolo, Yamcha, and Chichi were Chillin with Goku watching in Heavens food hall shoveling food in his mouth. Of course they had grown use to this behavior but it was particularly humorous to see King Kai standing over him yelling at him about his bad manners. Suddenly a big boomy voice of a dragon hung over their heads.

"Guess what," he said, it was obviously the Namek dragon, "You all get to go home!"

"YAY," said Choazu and Tien and Chichi.

"What, really,' said Yamcha in disbelieve.

"Unbelievable," said Krillian.

"No way," said Gohan.

"Even me," said Goku excited!

"Yes, even you, why not," said the dragon not really caring. Piccolo didn't say anything. He is a cool, smooth cat who doesn't need to say anything!

Bulma's parents came floating in. "Actually dragon," said Dr. Briefs, "my wife and I both lived very satisfying and fulfilling lives so we wish to remain."

"Sure, I don't care, do what you want. Vegeta came back to life to from Hell and the one that wished you back is almost home so whatever." The busy crowed disappeared and reappeared in the middle of no where. Vegeta magically joined them and shook his head from the discomfort of being brought back a second time. It got rougher on him every time.

"What the hell just happened," he asked.

"We all got wished back," said Piccolo.

"What do we do now," asked Goku.

"Let's go to Capsule Corp., at least what's left of it," suggested Gohan. They all agreed and left for it.

……………..(If it is fill in the blank the answer is always Jesus)………

Bulma waited eagerly in her lab for them all to arrive. She knew then well enough to know that they would head there first probably for answers as to whom wished them back and why it took so long. She heard the upstairs door open and slam shut. No doubt that was Vegeta who slammed it. She got up and walked upstairs. When she entered the room all of her old friends looked extremely excited to see her. She was surrounded by hugs and excited questions of what was going on, all except Vegeta, who waited patiently to get a chance at his mate. When everyone finally quit crowding her happily she looked up to see Vegeta standing that in his arrogant way with his arms crossing his chest leaning against the door frame. Bulma felt her heart skip a beat. She felt tears begin to run down her face and ran to him and hugged him so tight he started to turn blue. When she finally let go she could see in his dark coal eyes that Trunks was right, he had changed, and not for good either.

Suddenly everyone's attention was directed at the roof, well everyone but Bulma and Chichi of course, and a feeling of shock overcame them, what was the approaching power? Bulma saw the fear and caution on everyone's faces. She giggled a bit which caught everyone's attention once again. They looked at her like she was nuts.

"Bulma, what is so funny," asked Krillin, "and what is the power coming this way do you know?"

"Of course I know silly," she said with a smile, "what is funny is the fact that that power is perfectly harmless and you don't even know it."

"Harmless," asked Vegeta in shock. Last time he felt a power that powerful it was NOT harmless. He felt jealousy rise from just how much power this individual had. Suddenly a thought crossed Vegeta's mind, where was Trunks at? True he was busy suffering in hell to bother wondering about him ever but he was aware that Trunks was alive and his son.

"Bulma," he asked seariously, "where is that child?"

"Child," she asked questioningly. There was no small child there for years, what was he talking about?

"Your brat," he spat. Bulma was unaware what he was talking about at first until realization struck her.

"Oh, Trunks," she said understanding, "well lets go find out." She led the way down to the labs to the launching room. Vegeta remembered this place from when he had left for space so many years ago to attain Super Saiyan status. That trip was a complete failure of course. He could not seem to find his drive to capture that dream. When the top came open a ship came crashing down into the center of the room. Vegeta lifted an eyebrow, what in the world?

"Who is that," asked Yamcha.

"It's a space ship dumbass," snapped Vegeta. Bulma sighed, this was not going to be easy, things were going to be loud around here for a long while and she was only going to be able to stand by. If there is one thing she learned it's not to interrupted a saiyans fight or get in the way of it. That seemed to irk even Goku a little when she intentionally put herself in the middle of huge battles. Bulma had a sneaky suspicion that it wasn't just the fact of her well being but the fact that he was in a fight.

That hope for better control was slowly starting to slip as she realized that being pushed into something was only going to cause her son to be that much more rebellious about doing it. She watched as the doors opened and her son came out looking somewhat dizzy and harassed. Suddenly behind him stood a short old namek that Bulma had not recognized, probably the new Namik Elder.

"Yo, G, that was one nutty ride," he said. Trunks visibly showed his irritation.

"When did you get here," he asked.

"Oh I followed you, I didn't wanna get all up in yah grill or raise ya roof or whatevah but I had a message for Bulma."

"What is it," asked Bulma.

"Lady, you one HOT baby momma!" With that the Namik ran back into the spaceship and launched himself back into space.

"You know, secretly, I hope that ship crashes before he reaches Namek," said Trunks.

"TRUNKS," snapped Bulma.

"What, I'm just being honest, that guy is like some monster trying to me!"

"Oh, nevermind, everyone this is Trunks, Trunks, I'm going to assume you know who everyone else is."

"Yea," said Trunks waving at the group. Vegeta felt his eye twitch, THIS was his son? He pulled himself up from his position of leaning against a wall and walked toward Trunks. Trunks just stood there and let Vegeta make the move. Vegeta stood about a foot away and observed him head to toe. He then walked circles around him and Trunks, like a cat on alert, stood very still and did not turn to follow his gaze. He felt some really bad vibes come off his sire and Vegeta felt those same vibes come off of his son.

When Vegeta stopped in front of him and put his hand on Trunks's jaw moving his head to the left and saw the multiple peircings in his ear, the two on his nose, the snake bite peircings on his bottom lip, and moved his head to the right observing that there was one less on his other ear. Trunks the whole time let Vegeta move him freely but was ever so cautious in watching him. Vegeta looked up to his son's sideways gaze and saw his eyebrow pierced. The needles were the first thing Vegeta actually noticed about his son he didn't realize that Trunks was giving him an almost cold look.

Well he noticed it now and returned the look with his hand still on Trunks's jaw holding his head to the right. The stair down was mentally distressing on Trunks. He had forgotten that Vegeta was a master at this art, and Trunks, a mere beginner compared. Now don't get me wrong, Trunks was very good at this game, he had played it with his mom a few times which usually consisted her of giving in by now and leaving in a huff, but Vegeta, he was not about to back down.

They stood like that for about an hour before Trunks finally felt the urge to squirm under that impending stare of his. There was going to be arguing, a lot, Trunks and Vegeta could both tell that already.

The onlookers had no idea how to take the sense in front of them. A full grown man was holding the jaw line of a teenager about three inches shorter then him (lets pretend Vegeta is normal hight so it is a little less comical and more…impending…) holding his head to the right with it slightly tilted so the teen would be looking him in the eyes as he observed him. The teen had a cool look about him, calm, quiet, yet alert, but made no move to break the stare. While most would not guess what was going on really the others were custom to Vegeta's aggressive ways and that stare of his that looked to be scanning your brain, like he was passing ultimate judgement on you and no matter which he chose you were damned. This made Bulma extremely nervous. She knew the two males would not take to each other very well at first but she was not sure just how badly this was going to go.

Finally after what seemed like forever Trunks broke and moved back a little freaked out. Never had he felt such unnerving energy come from someone. It sent chills down his back making him outwardly shiver. That was it, Vegeta won this one and knew it, he smirked at his small victory, the child was powerful but he was also fearful giving Vegeta a nice upper hand that would come in handy.

To everyone else it seemed the Trunks had had enough of the staring game and Vegeta took no offense to the teens actions toward him. But they aren't mind readers are they!?

Bulma shuffled everyone upstares as they began to talk wildly and at once to themselves, everyone left but the father and son who stood in place one revealing there dislike for the other. "You have a lot of nerve boy," said Vegeta quietly.

"Yes sir I do," he said very seriously with no sign of emotion. Another mind game.

"Tell me, you rid the world of the androids yes?"

"Yes."

"Must not have been that strong, you really aren't much," said Vegeta now crossing his arms across his chest.

"They killed you," he said.

"They caught me unprepared is all. Had I known they were coming things would have turned out different."

"I'm sure," he said. There was no sarcasm in his tone but Vegeta kenw what he meant by it and found it not at all acceptable.

"You have nerve and attitude, both traits I DON'T like in people."

"Your pigheaded and over egotistical, both traits I DON'T like in people." Vegeta felt his eye twitch. He grew control over his emotions, no way was Trunks winning this mind game.

"Is this a hello welcome home from the dead father or a funeral march?"

"Is that a threat," he asked keeping his calm.

"I don't threaten people," said Vegeta. Mirai smirked a bit.

"I can already tell there are going to be problems."

"Yeah," said Vegeta not at all humored, "big problems." He turned and walked out in anger. So what, he lost this game, he still won the staring contest.

…………(So good luck on that test and have a good Friday when it comes up)…….

Next time:

After a fight Trunks will decided to take a trip back to the past. Yay, memories!