A/N: Hey everyone! The idea for this story popped into my head at about 1am last night and I had to get up and write it. I know where I'm going with it but, unlike nearly all of my stories that I post on here, the next chapters haven't been written yet. Therefore, I can't tell you how frequent updates will be - I'm just kind of winging it XD! Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. I've never done anything like this before so any constructive criticism is much appreciated :). Enjoy!
CHAPTER 1: New Year and New Beginnings
1st of Jan, 789 A.D.
Hi, Trunks!
I hope you're okay. Okay, yeah – dumb thought. Of course you're not okay! You were kidnapped in a foreign country and haven't been seen in over six months but, hey, maybe you've just celebrated the New Year too. Miracles can happen, right?
You've missed a lot. I've started at Secondary School. I know, I know! Big shocker! I wonder if you thought of me. You always said you were gonna drive me there on my first day and I'll admit – I would've looked way cooler with you in the front seat!
Still, never mind. It couldn't have been helped. Guys notice me a lot now. You always told me that you'd beat the crap out of anyone who looked at me the wrong way. Let's just say you would have done a lot of beating by now!
That reminds me, I just thought you should know; me and Tommy Parkes are dating! He kissed me last night at Midnight and then he asked me to be his girlfriend! I was soo excited! I've been crushing on him all year! I hope you approve. I was worried about that, you know, and it almost stopped me from saying yes. But then I thought, you'd rather I be happy, yeah?
I hope so.
I dunno where you are, Trunks, or what you've been doing. Mom got really tearful last night. I know, right? In front of everyone! She kept on going on about how it was our "first new year without you" and stuff like that. Then she came up with the idea of getting me, Dad, her and Goten to write a letter to you at each important point in the year and store it in this little purple box so you can read them when you come back.
Purple, eh? You would've laughed so hard. I wonder what your hair looks like right now. Is it long and shaggy? I bet you could do with a trim! I'll do it for you, when you get back, if you like. Mom wants me to take over Capsule Corp but that was always your job.
I want to run a big hair salon in the city somewhere. The kind you see on TV that celebrities like you, me and Mom go to. That reminds me – Dad's been a bit quiet since you've been gone. He spends way more time in that G.R. and hardly ever talks. He always seems to be thinking. I guess it's about you. I dunno why he bothers with the G.R. though. I walked past it last summer, just a couple of weeks after you first disappeared and he was just sat there on the floor, thinking.
Maybe he still does.
Anyway, my hand is cramping now and I've still got to let Pan and all my friends from school know about me and Tommy. Hottest couple of the year, or what?! I hope you had a good New Year, Trunks. Come home soon, yeah? Everyone really misses you, especially me, you big dork.
Write soon,
Your annoying little sister,
Bra
-x-
1st of Jan, 789 A.D.
Hey, man!
Whatssup?! I feel like we haven't spoken in ages! Of course, that's technically true.
Man, New Year was a bomb! You should've been there, you would've loved it. You always were one for a good party, weren't you? No one can throw a party like your folks, though. I'll be honest, what with last summer, I wasn't sure they would throw a party at all. I mean, that's where it all began, right?
You should have seen it! All the hype surrounding your disappearance! You would've lapped it up, man, I'm telling you. I can just picture your smug ass slouched on the sofa at your place, grinning lazily and then making some comment about how it's all just a big attention thing and that it would be all over by next week.
Some people thought it was, to be honest. People were coming up with all sorts of crazy shit like you'd been having problems at home or something about your role at Capsule Corp being too much for you to handle. I was pissed off, I can tell you. You have the best parents ever. Your dad wouldn't dream of deserting your family and as for your job, you're smart enough for it. Hell, I should know. It was your brand new sports car that always picked me up from my revision classes which you didn't have to attend because you got top marks.
Well, whatever. I'm not here to talk about stuff you already know about. At least according to your mom. It was her idea for this but I'm glad she had it. I feel sort of like your reading this as I'm writing it and I can picture you leaning over my shoulder and saying something like, "Damn, Goten. Don't be so dramatic all the time!"
But how would you feel?! I haven't spoken to my best friend in over six months! You bastard! When did you think it was a good idea, hmm?! When did it seem okay for you to go off with a gang of thugs and sluts and try drugs?! That's what they're saying, you know! That you left with this fake mob and that they got you stoned before the heavies came in and took you away for ransom!
But there is no ransom, is there?! Six freakin' months and there's been nothing! Fake sightings, bodies found, you name it…I can't bear it anymore! Watching your mom get her hopes up as she flies out to another foreign country where they think they've found you and then she comes back looking like her whole world has been shattered! It's selfish and cruel so stop twatting around!
Come home, man, yeah?
Your best friend,
Goten
1st of Jan, 789 A.D.
Dear Trunks,
Look at me! So formal! You'd be laughing if you saw me now, hun. I'm sure I've gained more than a few wrinkles since you've been gone.
So, January the 1st, eh? Wow! Another year over. That flew by, I can tell you. The first six months of last year were great, uneventful as ever and then BAM! Summer happened and I'd give anything to have it boring as Hell again.
Your sister's started Secondary School but she's probably already told you. Bless her. She's growing up so quickly. It reminds me of when you were that age. Bra had only just been born, remember? Of course you do, you told me you were the proudest brother in the whole of West City. I told Chi-Chi you'd said that and you blushed and said my old lady ears must have misheard you. Ooh, I could've swatted you for that!
Time has been rushing by so quickly but these last few months have been crawling. In some ways, I'm glad. More hours, minutes, seconds that we can keep searching for you. In other ways, I just want it to speed up and fast forward to the part where I can hug you again, cook for you again, tidy up after you again…
That reminds me! Your room is in a state, mister! I knew you were going on holiday but, if you couldn't find something, you could've just asked! There was no need to tear your room apart!
All the same, it hasn't been touched since you've been gone. I occasionally go in there, just to feel close to you again but nothing is ever moved. I never knew you had so many photos! That huge box on your shelf fell off last night, thanks to Goten jumping around with his niece in the room next door. I swear, that boy is so immature!
Anyway, I almost threw a fit! It looked so wrong on the floor and, as I pulled it up, all of these photos just came tumbling out! I spent the most part of the party just going through them. I was in tears by the time I went back downstairs. Your dad even had to comfort me. In public! I know! He's changed so much, but I'll get onto him in a sec.
There were a couple of letters in there too. Letters that Granddad had written to you whenever we went on holiday. It was so bizarre reading them! I could hear him saying the words and it was like he was alive again! That's where this idea came from. Even just writing now, it's like you're here with me.
I managed to convince Goten and Bra to take part too. I asked your father but all I got was a grunt. You know Vegeta. He's been so different, though, I almost don't recognise him! He spends most of his time in the Gravity Room, deep in thought and he doesn't eat like he used to. I know he misses you. We all do.
Please come back, Trunks. Please, sweetheart? It only gets harder to live on, you know. Now, listen to your old Mom and get your butt back here!
Love always,
Mom
xxxx
1st of Jan, 789 A.D.
My Son,
Before you think I'm doing this as some sort of heartfelt plea, let me tell you, you're wrong. This was your mother's idea and I only agreed to do it so that she keeps cooking.
Considering that you are nothing more than a halfling boy, I spend a lot of time thinking about you. About you and your kidnappers. I have stayed up many a night or driven myself to the edge of my limits, imagining how I would destroy those weak humans.
I'm pretty sure that I'm familiar enough with the human anatomy now to make their deaths' as slow and as tortuous as humanly possible. Or maybe Saiyanly possible.
But I have to ask, boy. Are you proud of yourself? Are you pleased that you could get the Prince of All Saiyans to feel so deeply for you that he'd go back to the very core of his evil beginning just to make those idiots suffer for taking you?! Let me be the first to offer you my…congratulations. I hope you're getting a good laugh out of this, wherever you are.
Where are you, Trunks? I refuse to believe that bullshit that that human female on the television is spouting. Are you dead? There hasn't been a trace of your ki in over six months. Of course, you could just be unconscious.
But why are you unconscious?! How could these human weaklings even begin to keep your power suppressed?! You are no weakling, my son. Something must've happened. Something is wrong.
Were you intoxicated? Kakarot's spawn seems to think this is the most likely cause. How many times have I told you to be careful of the influence chemicals like the ones available here on Earth have on a warrior's mind?! Not enough, it seems.
When you return, we are going to have a serious talk, my son. And then, you will spend as many weeks as you are missing locked in the G.R. sparring with me, am I clear?
So I'd get home fast then, if I were you.
Your father.
A/N: So what'd you guys think? I'm quite proud of it, really XD. Any advice, tips, praise is all accepted. Flame if you wish - there's no way you can beat my temper XD. Oh! And before I forget, anyone who's waiting for the next chapter of Without Warning, it will probably be up either later today or after school tomorrow XD. I'm writing it as we speak - don't hurt me!
Lol, speak soon guys!
-x-
