A/N: So, I realize that Mirai Trunks should be there because Goku is there but… It's called fan fiction right? (heh…) This is set a few months before M. Trunks arrives, and the gang is celebrating that Goku is back. They are allowed some down time, I guess. Sorry about the plot hole

"Well?" Pressed Vegeta impatiently. Trunks turned around to look at Goten. He grabbed the other boy's arm and pulled the two of them outside the machine. He ran a hand through his lavender locks and took a moment to take in the situation.

"My name is, um, Saru," started Trunks, shoving his hands in his pockets. "This is my, uh, cousin, Bikou." So far so good.

"And?" Vegeta asked, brow raised.

The situation became more uncomfortable for Trunks with each word out of his father's mouth. The confident demi-Saiyen now felt vulnerable and confused. Luckily, Goten took charge. "We're from the future. But now the time machine is broken…"

"And so is part of my house," quipped Chi-Chi, glaring at the boys. The two attained identical sheepish smiles.

"Sorry, we didn't exactly know how to land it. We'll fix up your house, promise," Trunks said, looking at the house and then to the path of matted grass that the machine must have rolled from.

"Why does your machine have my company's logo on the side of it?" Bulma asked, stepping closer.

Trunks hadn't thought of that. Not thinking quickly enough to create a complex lie, he figured his stay would be easier if he told part of the truth.

"Because you built this. Or will build this," He corrected, brow furrowed. "So because you build this thing in the future from scratch, I'm guessing you could fix it up." He scratched the back of his head. "Well, I mean, I hope."

Bulma's eyes widened as she looked at the machine, then back to the boys, then back to the machine.

"You still haven't told us anything important," growled Vegeta, walking up to the two. He looked Trunks up and down, and Trunks was sure that their cover would be blown right then. He sucked his breath in and ran through a list of information he could give.

"Um, we're from 20 years in the future, here by accident, no other omniscient reason." Trunks explained, "So the sooner we get this fixed, the sooner we can leave you good people alone."

"Sounds like a plan," Goku said, finally speaking up. "Bulma, you think you can fix this?"

The blue haired woman bit her bottom lip and continued to examine the outside damage. "Well I guess that if I built this thing before, then I can do it again." She shrugged and looked at Chi-Chi, whose arms crossed in defiance.

"I don't know how all of you are so calm while a fourth of my house is crumbling because of this thing." A few bits of the home plummeted from the site of impact and skidded down the side of the machine for effect.

"Hey, if you two stay here with us while you wait, then you'll be able to fix up the house," suggested Goku, smiling.

"That would be great, thank you very much," replied Goten with a grin. Although grateful, Trunks inwardly rolled his eyes at Goku's stupidity. His father seemed to share his position.

"Kakoratt, what kind of idiot are you?" Vegeta demanded, his hands clenched at his sides. "You have no idea who these two brats are, yet you invite them to stay in your house?"

Goku chuckled, somehow even more stupidly than he had smiled. "Hey, they can't be that bad, they know Bulma in the future, and she must trust them a lot to use her time machine."

Vegeta face-palmed. Gohan looked up at the boys curiously. "You said you're here by accident right? Then where were you supposed to end up?"

Trunks glared at Goten with no intention of answering the question himself. Goten put his hand behind his head a let out a guilty laugh.

"Well… We weren't supposed to mess with the machine in the first place, so…" He coughed and shoved his hands into his pockets, making eye contact with the grass.

Piccolo grunted. Krillin lacked any communication skills due to, what Trunks always attributed any of his number of oddities to, his baldness.

"So you broke into my lab and stole my time machine?" Asked Bulma, shocked. Her hands moved to her blue sweater-covered hips and she took another step closer.

Trunks, feeling claustrophobic, took three steps back and held his hands up in defense. "No, it's not like that, really. We, um, we were just looking around and G-, er Bikou decided to climb inside of it and push a few buttons."

Bulma arched a brow and seemed to believe the story. She looked at the machine one last time before shrugging, again as she had done so often already at the confusing situation. "Alright, well let's get this baby back to the lab and I'll start working on it first thing tomorrow morning. Great party Chi-Chi, we'll see you guys soon!"

Trunks looked closely at the next set of events. He didn't know how casual the group would be about revealing their heritage and abilities, as Trunks was always told as a child to keep those differences a secret. However, Goten merely gave Vegeta the capsule for the machine, and once it was down to pocket size, the couple said their goodbyes and departed via motorized vehicle.

Krillin followed closely behind, saying he had a great time but that it was getting late. The sun started to set, and red fire spread across the sky.

Piccolo grunted. Trunks could only assume he meant 'goodbye' because he flew off seconds later. Trunks frowned, remembering Piccolo as much more articulate and social during his own time.

"Well let's get you two settled in then," Chi-Chi said with a huff as she removed the balloons from the mailbox.

About to address Goku as such, Trunks stopped himself. "I didn't catch any of your names."

"I'm Gohan," he replied immediately, walking towards the house. "I'm seven, but most people say that I don't act like it."

Trunks wanted to talk down to Gohan as if he was a child, but it didn't seem comfortable. "Nice to meet you Gohan, I'm 16. Bikou is 15. What was the party for?"

Goten and Trunks walked with Gohan to the house. Goku smiled at the question. "I just got back from a very long trip, so Chi-Chi decided to celebrate. I'm Goku, it's nice to meet you Saru and Bikou."

Goten grinned at his father, though Trunks knew it must have felt peculiar to do so.

After walking into the house, Trunks felt the seriousness of the situation set in. Goten followed Chi-Chi to help set up their room, and Goku and Gohan went into the kitchen. Sitting down on the couch, Trunks put his head in his hands. We are so dead when we get home… He frowned. If we get home. He suddenly longed for the comfort of his own sheets, the security of his own timeline. The thoughts of never going home were forced from his head. He looked around the room and found it very different than the one he knew. Pictures of three people hung on the wall, not four. He remembered different books on the shelves, different shelves in the book cases.

"You alright?" Goku asked, sitting down next to Trunks. "Ha, sorry dumb question. It must be scary being so far away from home."

Trunks shrugged, not wanting to talk about it, as usual. He appreciated the fact that Goku was the same naïve, caring person as always. Enough to invite strangers into his house.

"So what's it like, the future?" Goku asked, obviously trying to make Trunks feel more at home. Trunks found questions about the future more lonely than comforting.

Again, Trunks shrugged. "Different, I guess. Happy, peaceful. Dad says that a lot of chaos happened before I was born and when I was little." He froze after his words, going over them again and again in his head for any clues of his identity. Finding none, he scolded himself for even bringing up family.

Goku didn't look surprised. He must have been used to the constant chaos in his life, and Trunks suddenly got a sense of appreciation from his mostly-peaceful home life. For a short moment, he thought about the hectic events that surrounded Majin Buu's arrival. He couldn't imagine a replay of that over and over for sixteen years.

Goku stood up and grinned. "I'm going to grab a snack, do you want anything?" Trunks almost made a comment about Sayian's endless appetite, but quickly realized that truth wasn't out yet. He nodded as Goku left.

Trunks got off the couch and went to find Goten and Chi-Chi about sleeping arrangements, attempting to be pro-active in the situation.