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We're Not In Kansas Anymore…
"Wow, that one looks like Goku with a bad hair day. And if I turn a little, that one could almost be Vegeta with a feather boa." Trunks laughed to himself as he pictured his proud father's face if he were to tell him how great he'd look with a feather boa.
Birds chirped and the sun shone warming rays over Trunks as he lay on his back sprawled across the long blades grass. Hands behind his head he lazily watched the fluffy white shapes soar across the blue sky.
'What a beautiful place, so warm and peaceful too, it's so---'
"YOU'RE DOING WHAT!"
Trunks jerked up suddenly as Chichi's shrill voice cut through his musings.
'Guess she didn't take it too well,' the purple haired young man chuckled to himself.
Inside the Son house
"It'll only be for a little while Mom," the demi half-saiyan pleaded with his mother trying to sooth her in subdues tones.
"I won't have it! You shouldn't be out fighting you should be at home studying. Lord knows how much you're already behind, if you don't work hard you won't be on par with other students and then how will get into college if you'd just…"
'Hmm, I've never noticed how much her eyebrows move when she's angry, uh oh looking this way, better nod my head. Good, safe still. Man she must be really upset; she's been talking for eight minutes at least! It's only a couple of days I don't see what's the big problem I can still catch up on any work-'
"Are you even listening?"
Hearing her loud shriek Gohan snapped out of his thoughts with a guilty look realizing his time was up.
Taking a gulp of air Chichi gained her second wind, "You are not doing this if you're father were here-"
"If he were, he'd would agree with me or he'd do it himself." Gohan cut in softly, his mind in turmoil.
Immediately Chichi stopped her tirade, she knew Goku was a sensitive subject for her son. She learned what had gone on during Gohan's fight with Cell and Goku's part in it. Looking on her son's face she realized the pain it caused. Thinner features and a drawn look with eyes that rarely shone anymore.
'My poor child, so young and so wise.'
Her naïve husband had been filled with a simple purity, a rarity few possessed, and rarer still, a desire to fight evil and protect happiness. Could she fault her son for having the same traits as his father?
'Am I just being selfish, wanting to keep my baby boy safe and secure with me? Not even I can stop him from being who he is.' The widow smiled a sad smile to herself.
'I guess I'll let him go, just one last time.'
Peering at her son, she noticed him watching her with a guarded look.
"Ok."
Startled he repeated her disbelieving "Ok, that's it? You're letting me go?"
"Don't think I'm happy with this choice and I fully expect you to study twice as hard when you come back. And don't get lost, I don't think you can ask someone for directions to the proper time dimension." She said tweaking Gohan's nose.
Continuing, the woman spoke in a more somber tone, "But I understand why this is necessary. I only wish I could do this for you." After saying this last part, she watched as the eleven year olds expression lit up.
Swiftly, Gohan swept his mother up in a gratified hug and twirled her effortlessly around. Setting her down gently he sunk into her warm comforting embrace, as only a mother can seem to possess. Leaning over, sable locks mixing together, Chichi fiercely returned the hug loving with all of her being.
Muffled by clothes, Chichi could just make out the faint words murmured against her, "Thank you for understanding." Hearing this, she was filled with love and held him all the closer.
Four days later
It was the day to depart. Gohan and Trunks had spent the passing days in fevered activity preparing for the journey with little time to converse with their friends. Luckily, the Z warriors had been notified and waited to see the two off from the back yard of the Capsule Corp building. Mostly for the benefit of Trunks was the gathering so the others could voice their final goodbyes. Few words were spoken, it wasn't necessary, Gohan and Trunks understood the feelings that were so difficult for the reserved fighters to express. After an emotional goodbye and a kiss for his mother Trunks traded a silent look with Vegeta. Behind the prince's haughty façade, Trunks saw the affection Vegeta held for him and the muted concern. Filled with a fullness in his heart, Trunks entered the time machine and waited. Embracing his mother, Gohan said his farewell.
"I promise I'll come back alive, not even time can stop this vow." Gohan spoke with conviction.
"I'll be waiting." Those were the last words she spoke to him as Gohan and Trunks disappeared from sight and left her time entirely.
In some time in some dimension
After activating the machine, Trunks and Gohan sat back waiting to arrive in the destined time.
"I know when we'll end up, but where will we end up?" Spoke Gohan suddenly filled with curiosity.
"You mean position wise? We should arrive in the same exact location we left from." Said Trunks factually.
In the black void surrounding their ship and the occasional arrays of color, a large energy wave suddenly rocked the ship forcefully causing its two inhabitant to hold on for dear life. Red and yellow lights began to flash urgently as the emergency system began a high-pitched wailing.
Shouting to rise above the noise and turbulence Gohan cried, "What's going on!"
"I'm not sure!" Trunks responded grasping the seat corners tightly as he tried to view the computer screen amidst the violent gale shaking the time machine.
After a few moments during the turmoil, Trunks finally was making sense of what the computer was reading. With a shocked expression all the color drained from his face and he looked to Gohan with anxious eyes.
"What!" Gohan demanded.
Yelling to be heard, Trunks said, "There's something wrong with our programmed destination, there's some kind of error and I don't know if the time machine can take us there. This things never really been tested, I don't know what she'll do!"
With fear in their eyes the two held on waiting out the storm. Gohan sent up a brief thought to his father in heaven asking to be able to not leave his mother alone.
Abruptly all the warning lights and sirens cut off. As immediate as it had come, the fury dissipated. The ship was completely still. Unsure if this was really the end, the two occupants began to shift only to be caught unawares again as the machine began to plummet. The black void of time travel disappeared replaced by the swiftly approaching earth landscape. Enacting the engines rapidly Trunks was able to avert the possible death to nothing more than a loud thud. The two saiyan blooded youths landed with a jolt thumping their heads together.
"Ugh, I need to get out of this thing!" Gohan groaned as he held his throbbing head and slowly staggered out.
"It's not a thing, she is a beautiful work of genius," Trunks retorted slightly miffed.
"You can say whatever you like but that thing gave me quite a scare, any ways I've got headache thanks to your hard head!"
"All right, you win." The other half-saiyan conceded. "Now lets see where…"
After not finishing his statement, Gohan looked up at him in inquiry and saw the bewildered look on the lavender haired man's face.
'Great not another surprise, I think I've had about all I can take.' The small boy grumbled to himself. 'Guess I better be level headed about this, not sure how much Trunks can take.'
Contrary to his inner feelings the composed Gohan asked, "What's wrong Trunks?"
Snapping out of this reverie, "This can't be right, in my time there was so much destruction, even the buildings here were worn and crumbling. It looks like nothing has changed except I don't see our farewell party."
"That means this isn't my time." Gohan replied, "See, the garden wasn't there when we left and those chairs either," as he pointed to each in turn.
"The question is, then when are we?" Trunks anxiously voiced.
"You tell me. It's your time machine. I thought you knew understood it," Gohan spoke dubiously.
"Well I don't think we're in Kansas anymore…" Trunks glibly said.
Note: I know Chichi seems to change her mind fast but I believe she seems to have a kind of sporadic personality.
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