A/n: Well I'm sick of being bored and even though this isn't the kind of fic I usually write I still think it may turn out well. I haven't quite figured out the ending yet, but I prefer to think of my stories as I go. I know the ages are wrong but for the sake of this fic please just accept it. Also, the sequence of events is supposed to be the way I set it up even though it isn't what happens in the real dragonball series. Hope you all enjoy the first chapter!

…But Home is Nowhere

A salty tear crept down his cheek and made its way to his mouth where it sat on the tip of his tongue. His eyes were puffy red and his chest heaved in and out from his heavy breathing.

"It's just not fair Bulma." Gohan didn't bother to look at the woman who just walked up behind him. He didn't need to too know who it was. "Why did they have to die? It's just not fair." Gohan finally caved in as he spun around and threw himself at her. He wrapped his arms around her waist as he buried his head into her stomach where he started crying harder. Bulma gently hugged him back in a motherly way.

"I know Gohan, I know. Nothing in life is fair. It isn't your fault though. They all choose you, even Vegeta! You can't go and blame yourself for this." She bent down to her knees so she was eye level with the mere 14-year-old. She softly lifted his chin up with her fingers 'til their eyes locked. She gazed into his onyx eyes, which were once so happy and filled with life. The look in them now made her heart break. She loved Gohan like her own son. He had always been there for her and saved her life countless times and she in return had always been there. Gohan considered her a second mother and Chichi had even gone as far as to name her his Godmother.

"But why!" Gohan tried to control his emotions. Piccolo had always told him that the only thing emotions showed was weakness, but thinking of Piccolo just made him completely break. Gohan jumped back from Bulma and clasped his hands to his face.

"Why me?! Why not someone else? I'll just fail!" Bulma rushed forward and hugged him tightly.

"We all believe in you Gohan! We know you won't let us down. You have to do this Gohan, for all of us." Bulma fought her tears. She knew that if she broke down it would only make things worse. She had to somehow get Gohan to calm down because if he didn't there was definitely no way he could ever do this, and crying wasn't going to help.

"THEY DIED! THEY ALL DIED AND I LIVED! HOW IS THAT FAIR?!" Bulma slapped him across the face, something she had never done before.

"GET CONTROL OF YOURSELF GOHAN! There was only two left, and we all voted that you were the best to have them! We all chose this! It WAS the only way!" Gohan held his hand to his face where it had been hit. It didn't hurt him, hell it probably broke Bulma's hand but it didn't hurt him. All it really did for him though was snap him back into reality.

"Please Gohan? You have to do this or their death's will just be in vain!" Bulma was trying her hardest to fight the tears but they were slowly beginning to creep through.

"But does it have to me now?" Gohan lowered his head and stared at the lookout's tile.

"Yes, it must. You'll only be immune to the virus for a short period of time. You must do it now or else you'll just plague them with it too." The dam behind Bulma's eyes finally broke as tears gushed out of them.

"But what about you?! What will you do? You'll have no protection from it!" Gohan reached in his pocket and pulled out a capsule. He held it in the palm of his hand, which he offered to her.

Bulma didn't even hesitate. "No Gohan, I can't." She reached forward and wrapped his fingers over it. "If I take it none of this will ever change. You need this to save the others." Gohan knew how hard it was for Bulma to say that. She was killing herself just to save others.

"You must go back Gohan. Give this to my father and tell him the situation, but please, PLEASE make sure no one else knows. If they all knew this the world would be chaos, even if the solution was right there. There'll be no turning back sweetie," Bulma hugged him again, a hug of pure love, "I hope you know that. It'll be best if you just never think of this place again, just forget it all once your mission is over."

"FORGET THIS PLACE?! I could never forget a world with so many good people like you in it Bulma!" This brought a smile to her face. She brought her index finger up and lightly tapped him on the tip of the nose.

"You always knew how to make me smile. I know my past self will love you just as much as I do now. Anyway, don't think of this as just a mission to save the past's future, think of it more as an adventure! You'll get to meet your dad and you can probably even train him! You will get to meet your mom and see a side of her I'm sure you've never seen! You'll have a blast!" Gohan gave a light giggle.

"You always could find the best in things couldn't you Bulma? You've almost got me excited about going. I just don't want to leave you. Once I'm gone you'll be the only one left. You'll be all by yourself." A tear made it down Gohan's cheek again. "You'll… You'll die by yourself." Gohan lunged himself into one more deep hug with Bulma.

"Yes I know sweetie but you must go." She released him and turned him around by the shoulders. She lightly pushed him forward and gave him a pat on the butt.

Gohan walked toward the machine that would change his life forever. He opened the door with a suction pop and climbed the ladder. With one foot in he turned around and gave once last smile to Bulma.

"I'll make sure to tell your past self how she grows up to be a beautiful person, not just in looks but in the heart. I'll miss you Bulma." Gohan didn't want to but he knew he must. His breath caught in his throat as he thought of Bulma's noble decision to stay. "Goodbye Bulma." Gohan quickly turned around before he could burst into tears. He shut the door and quickly pushed the big red button just like Bulma had instructed him to do. With a bright flash of light the entire machine vanished.

Bulma stared at where the machine had been only second ago. She reached in her pocket and pulled something out.

"Goodbye Gohan." A last tear made it down her cheek. She then held the gun to her head, and ended her life.

***END!***

A/n: Well? The first chapter is a little angsty but I thought it did a good job at introducing my story. Tell me what you think, and any constructive criticism is welcome. Hope you enjoyed it!

~AFI-Boy~