Chapter One

Try to make sense of it all...

"Daddy!"

Trunks' eyes fluttered open at the strangely familiar voice. Where was he? For the first time in years it felt like he was lying on very comfortable bed. Was he dreaming? There was a ceiling! A sweet smell wafted through the room, and now he was very certain he had to be dreaming.

"Daddy! Daddy! Mommy says you're missing the most important part of the day" it was the same squeaky voice he heard moments ago.

Against his better judgment he sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He felt weak, from what he wasn't certain. Soft tapping drew his attention and for the first time he noticed the little girl standing near the bed end. She had two high pig tails of lilac hair, cat like eyes that reminded of the blood thirsty androids, but he could see the innocence in those rich blue orbs. She was smiling showing off her missing front teeth, her face splashed with brown freckles. Who was she? And where was her father?

"Are you looking for your dad?" asked Trunks with concern.

The little girl giggled, grabbing hold of the sheet and trying to pull herself onto the bed. For the life of Trunks he couldn't understand how he got on the bed, and the room didn't look like the rubbles he was use, too. "Daddy I think you must have drank that yucky stuff mommy says make adults go crazy, again."

Daddy? Was she calling him Daddy? He glanced behind him only to be met with solid oak wood and a cream wall. What was going on? "Look kid I think you have me confused with someone else maybe your Dad looks like me" informed Trunks, rationally.

The little girls' brows knitted together, and she was pouting now. "Daddy…you don't love me anymore?" asked the girl in tears.

"What? No…um" Trunks frowned; he hated to see kids cry. Although he had never witness one cry since he traveled back in time and witness his baby self-crying in his mother's arms. "Hey…stop that…don't cry."

The little girl sniffled, rubbing her nose and tears with the back of her hand. She clumsily made her way to Trunks laying her head on his lap, evading his eyes. "Why?"

"Huh? Why what?" he asked.

"Why should I stop crying…you hurt my feelings" she informed.

"I did?"

"Yes you did daddy, and I don't think I love you anymore" she wailed.

"Maybe that is a good idea" he murmured, and suddenly she was crying even louder.

"I want my daddy back!" she screamed.

Trunks was completely shocked, and unprepared. However, he was a very smart guy surely he could think of what to do to make a kid stop crying. He sat awkwardly as the girl thrash in a mad tantrum. "Oh…um…well what would your dad do?"

She ceased her mad fit for a moment to look up at her father. "Well my daddy would say he was my daddy. He buy me lots and lots of candy, and tell mommy that I deserve that new limited Barbie beach dream house, too" she said confidently. It tickled him the way that she whistled between words because of her missing teeth.

"Somehow I think you're tricking me."

She smiled, shaking her head, her eyes large with innocent. "No…mommy said it's not good to do that daddy."

Trunks could certainly see the traits of the briefs in the little girl. What was happening? He was completely at a loss for words. She was his daughter, but how? Just yesterday he had still been a virgin standing before the large dragon…the wish!

Trunks gulped. Suddenly he didn't feel so well. What had he done? This was too much to take in! A daughter…he had a daughter, surely he could see the resemblance in features…but all the memories weren't there. All the air was knocked out of him.

"Honey?" another voice, but the woman that turned the corner was the root of all his pain. Blonde hair, blue eyes, one of the main reasons he had made the wish; stood in the door frame. His adrenalin was in full action as he pushed the little girl over rushing to his feet.

Instincts had kicked in and he had the blond hair monstrous android in a death grip. His right hand held her neck, her feet dangling off the floor, her eyes wide with a foreign emotion for her kind- fear. He noted she wasn't as strong as he last remembered, but there was certainly strength in her.

She struggled against his hold, trying desperately to claw away his grasp but it was to no avail. "What are you doing here?" he question, his voice filled with venom. He didn't care for the answer; he wanted to reveal the monster that she was.

"Mommy!" shouted the little girl.

A tug from his pants, and more wailing from the girl had been the only reason he let go of the android. She had fallen in a heap on the floor gasping for air, and gripping her neck for comfort. His mind was splitting open as imagines flashed before his eyes…

'You can't possible want me….I mean your Trunks Briefs heir to capsule corporation. You could have any girl in the town, heck the world. You don't want me…" cried the blonde hair woman, with her back turned to Trunks.

"Why not? I can't stop thinking about you…I know you are the only person that I want…I need" he whispered. He took a few steps forwards.

"You're all I have Trunks…since my parents died…you and your family is all I have. You date girls, and within a week you're bored. If things don't work out between us…if you decided it was just a spur of the moment feeling, or that I don't kiss well, or you get tired of living with me…I'll lose everything. You can have any girl" she restated, dolefully.

"If that were true than I'd have you…you've been living at capsule corps for years now and I'm still not tired of it…Believe me I've spent years trying to stop feeling anything for you but I can't…I need you" he breathed, now standing deadly close to her. He placed his hands around her waist pulling her back against him, his chin resting on top of her head.

"I can't…I'm afraid it won't last" she whispered, dragging in a breath of air.

"If you marry me it will" he said, curtly. "Marry me."

Trunks was panting, fighting with all he could to block out what other foreign memories tried to invade his mind. It couldn't be true; he would never have asked this monster to be his wife. He never wished for this, he glanced down at the woman who still laid on the floor gasping for air, and the little girl trying to comfort her.

He needed to get out; he needed to get far away. The window was wide open, and without a second thought he shot straight through it. There was too much to take in. What had he become? How could he have fallen in love with the woman that once killed everyone he knew…regardless to what happened in this time line, she was a murderer in his heart. She was a heartless murder that he wanted to crush.

Trunks was so consumed with thoughts that he hadn't noticed till hours later that the world was no longer in rubbles. It was apparent that it was fall with all the shedding leaves, and the brisk wind. Everything looked completely new to him, yet he couldn't figure whether it had all been a dream.

Trunks hadn't the slightest clue to where he had flown too, but the moment he felt a familiar ki approaching at a deadly speed he froze in midair. It was the moment that he laid eyes on the black hair of flame the realization of his wish came crashing down in full impact. One of the faces he thought he'd never see again, now stood deadly close. His arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face.

"Dad…" he could have just cried, but he was certain Vegeta wouldn't be to please with that.

"Brat your mother sent me to fetch you, apparently you've lost your mind" spat Vegeta. "I nearly enjoyed hearing your mother telling me about the squabble with you and your wife, for the simple fact they made me wear that hideous Santa suit. However, when she said you nearly kill the woman- I know something certainly had to be wrong."

"Wife?" he said out loud more to himself, but Vegeta heard none the less. Did they all know that he married the woman that killed them?

"Your acting more like a spawn of Kakorrot's… did you just realize you married that android's brat?" inquired Vegeta.

YES! He wanted to shout to the world he had just realized, and it must have been the biggest mistake of his life. However, he didn't think it would be wise to share that with his father at the moment. "I…um…"

"Enough with the babbling, your mother is better with all this talking. I'd rather just give you a good beating, but she was against it" informed Vegeta, and Trunks was blue in the face. "Let's go!"

With no other words Vegeta fly back in the direction he came, and reluctantly Trunks followed. He couldn't believe his ears…his father, and mother was alive. He was so excited that all his thoughts of his blonde hair wife escaped him for the moment.

Within minutes they were at Capsule Corps, it looked just as it had when he visited the other time line. Vegeta directed Trunks to the kitchen, and after grabbing a plate of food he left abruptly. It was the most amazing thing to know he could have more time with his father.

"So there goes my crazy son" interjected Bulma, standing with her hands on her hips. No wrinkles. She frowned, her eyebrows hooked together. "Are you going through a midlife crisis?"

"Um, no…" he managed to stammer out under pressure of his blue eyed mother.

"Good, because you've only just turn twenty-six and I hate to think that Marron would have to go through something like that again. So are you just blatantly mad? What would possess you to nearly choke to death your pregnant wife?" she demanded answers with her stern look.

"Marron?...Pregnant…" the words hit him hard, and he felt terrible. Who was Marron and what did she had to do with his wife…his head was throbbing now.

"Earth to trunks, I think that time travel you did messed up your brain. You know good and well that your wife is name Marron, and that she is pregnant. I mean you two told us all the news four weeks ago. What is going on with you?"

Marron…her name was Marron. He felt like a complete idiot, only he was certain she looked like 18. Not to mention she was pregnant…he would have been equally wicked as 18 and 17 if he had killed her.

"Son! Stay with me now, I swear there must be something going on with you." Bulma grabbed an empty glass and filled it with water, and handed it to Trunks. "Tell me what is going on with you? I'm very worried, and so is you're very disgruntle wife."

He was an idiot. He was a very insolent idiot. How could he explain to her what happened? Wouldn't she think he was completely insane? "I don't know if you'd believe me if I told you."

"Well its better you try and tell me before I come up with my own conclusion. You're not a kid anymore son and I can't run to school and pay off the teachers to not tell others about your alien behaviors. You nearly killed your wife this morning, and she is pretty shaken up not to mention your daughter." Bulma directed him to take a seat, and she took one close by.

Trunks raked his hands through his hair, and with a huff he decided to talk. "What if something terrible happened and you were the only one left out of all of us? What if you made a wish to have everything back, only it doesn't turn out to be what you believed it would be?"

"May I just say that sounds like a very terrible horror movie…" said Bulma, coolly.

"I'm serious…well I made a wish, the only way I could think of that could bring you all back. Only now here we are, and nothing is like I remember."

"Maybe you are going through a midlife crisis…I mean you and Marron did have a baby pretty young. Maybe it was a bit too stressful on you, dear" said Bulma trying to find reason in the madness.

How could he prove it? How could he make her understand that he was not crazy? What had been different? He searched within himself for answers.

"Look honey…Marron was pretty shaken up. She was in tears when I was on the phone with her, and so was Kaylee. Kaylee says that you acted like you weren't her father. Then you tried to strangle Marron to death, and they're both scared this may be a repeat of Baby."

"Baby?" he asked. Who was that?

"Remember when we were all pretty much taken over by the sinister clown? It made choices for us, and altered our perceptions. We just don't want anything like that to happen again" informed Bulma.

"I got it…the dragon balls…I made a wish with the dragon balls…oh" he bit the inside of his cheek. That was a stupid way to try and prove a point, because it was Kutoff's dragon balls that he used.

"What about them dear? You do know that it is Kutoff that is filling in for Dende at the moment don't you?" said Bulma.

"Kutoff? Since when had that happened?"

"For months now…remember you were the one that reminded Dende of his long ago friend. Turns up that Kutoff was eager to take over for a few months at a time so Dende could acquire more training or simply have a break!" she answered.

"Wonderful! Mom I just used those dragon balls to make a wish, and I'm sure if you try to locate them you'll see their still in resting state. Where is your dragon ball radar?" he asked, hopeful.

"Look I don't believe trying to avoid the real issues is the best thing to do. You were at home yesterday with your wife, don't you remember?"

"No…and now I can prove my point, please just get the dragon ball radar. What can you lose? All you have to do is turn on the radar and see if it will let you find the dragon balls or not. Please Mom" he pleaded.

Bulma sighed after a moment of staring. She was rather upset that her son was trying to justify his actions with a lie. Although she knew good and well that he was fabricating a story, she couldn't pinpoint why he would lie. Had her son been cheating on Marron? Was he trying to weasel his way out of the marriage? Where they having problems? She couldn't stop all the questions that were surfacing, but she did hope it was none of those possibilities.

"Fine I'll go get it…but when I find that we can go for the dragon balls you'll have to give me the real explanation. I hope you aren't stepping out on your wife, that will be very low, and I'll be pissed! Do you hear me?" she asked, baring her teeth.

"Err..yes…of course…" he nervously answered.

"Good" she huff, standing, she left the room. "He better not become a Yamacha Jr….I've taught him better."

Silently Trunks prayed that his plan would help his defense, if not he would be dead meat. After a few minutes his mother remerged the small radar in hand, she took a seat. "Now are you certain you want me to do this? Don't you think it's better to tell the truth? I mean if you're having doubts its natural you know?"

"Mom, I'm certain just turn it on…I'm sticking to my story" he exclaimed.

Bulma shook her head in disbelief, but as stated she turned on the radar. She was bewildered as she glanced down at the radar, she glanced back up to her son in disbelief.

"How could you, son?"

A/N: Okay, so thanks for your review. The changes will start next chapter and I will tell you the ages of everyone, too. I don't want to say now, because I don't want you to know the other character I'm going to added into the story, yet. So there wasn't much difference in this chapter, because there didn't need to be.

Writer'sFantasy: I'm glad you like it! -.- You will know soon enough why Trunks wanted to keep his prior knowledge, in future chapters. I lost a lot of the chapters I made previously before. So much will be different, and I'll be adding a different character in. Hope it lives up to what your expecting!

Tiffany7898: You will soon the changes pretty soon, in fact starting the next chapter. A few things are going to be the same. Just let me know what you think of the changes when I get there. Its going to bring a little more drama, but there will be more fluff, too. I can't wait for that part- because I like fluff more than drama. Ha, Ha