A Change in Time

Chapter 2 (A/N:Warning! Vegeta may seem a bit OOC to some, but if you read between the lines, you will see it was only appropriate…hope I don't scare off potential readers with this.)

Don't own DBZ!

He slowly opened his eyes to see the ceiling of what appeared to be his own room. Turning his head to the side he studied his surroundings closer and concluded that this was in fact his room with few changes. There was some new décor, and the room was neatly organized, but the same room. 'Mom must have done some cleaning.' He thought to himself.

Assuming he was in his proper time setting, the relieved Trunks reached for his sword. This was no time to rest. The androids were still causing destruction and mayhem somewhere, and he now had the power to destroy them once and for all.

He slowly sat up in his bed as he secured the sheath upon his back. Attempting to rise up, he was quickly shot down by the pain that throbbed in his head. He was then startled by an annoying tune of the cell phone that began to ring on the nightstand beside the bed.

"That's strange…I don't remember owning one of these." He said, massaging the back of his aching head as he picked the phone up and answered. "Uh…hello?"

"Hey Trunks what's up!" a voice casually greeted. "Don't tell me you forgot the double date we planned for tonight?"

"And who the heck are you?" Trunks growled. He didn't recall having a cell phone, so why would someone contact him in such manner; and why would he even arrange a date in this time of chaos? He didn't even know any girls; they were all too afraid to come outside much less go on a date. Besides, he was always busy training and pursuing the androids.

"Hellooo? It's Goten… your best friend?" The voice declared.

"Goten?" Trunks raised a brow. He had never heard of any Gotens, and the only best friend he had died over 4 years ago.

"Yeah…Gohan's brother…Goku and Chi-Chi's younger son…" Goten stressed as he laughed nervously.

"Goku andGohan are alive too?" Trunks shouted as he abruptly stood, dropping the phone to the floor. The sudden movement caused him to feel dizzy as he slumped to the bed behind him.

"What's wrong with you Trunks?" Goten continued speaking. "Are you sick or something? ...awww man! Does this mean we have to cancel? You know Makiko wouldn't go out with me unless you went out with her best friend! Now she's going to accuse me of lying about being best friends with Capsule Corps' heir, Trunks Briefs… hello? Trunks?" Goten frowned as he heard the fizzing sound of static and there was no answer.

The sound of the phone as it hit the floor alerted Bulma of her son's consciousness, and she hurried into his room, carrying a glass of fresh water.

"Trunks, honey! You're awake!" She happily cried.

"Mother!" Trunks jumped.

"Here drink this." She asked helping him up to have the glass. "Do you feel any better?"

"Other than the pounding headache…yeah…I guess." He sipped the cool water as a pain streak through his skull. He moaned a bit as his mother accepted the empty glass and set it on the nightstand. "How did I get here?" He surveyed the unfamiliar features of the room again.

"Oh…your father picked up after you fainted. I guess you must have hit your head." She began examining his head. "Let's take a look…"

"Brother…" Bra burst into the room, with tearful blue eyes. "I'm sorry I came into your room without permission and broke your iPod…just please remember me!" She sniffled and forcefully hugged her brother, startling him just a bit. He flinched as he felt the coldness of her tears while she pressed a cheek against his face.

"So she's my sister?"He softly muttered, awkwardly hugging her back. Her crying strangely calmed him, and he slowly began to recollect his thoughts. He noticed a picture frame sitting on his desk across the room. It was a photo featuring his family, including his father. "We have the same father?"

"Well yeah." Bulma confirmed with uncertainty.

"So the future changed after all…" He quietly declared to himself releasing his hold on Bra, only to look upon her face intently, as he never saw her before. He hugged her once again and stroked her soft azure mane.

"Boy…" A gruff voice called, causing him to raise his head to see Vegeta leaning against the frame of the doorway.

"Father." He uttered softly, guiding his sister into the arms his mother. His eyes met the cold gaze of his father.

"You're not feigning some weird illness just to chicken out of the tournament next week, are you?" Vegeta calmly interrogated, with his arms crossed.

"What tournament?" Trunks replied.

"Vegeta…" Bulma interrupted. "I don't think Trunks is faking…he is seriously ill…I think it's amnesia…"

"Amnesia?" Vegeta moved in to inspect the boy. He noticed the worn clothing he was dressed in. It appeared to that the boy had engaged in some sort of battle, even though the damaged attire was freshly mended.

"But my memory is just fine…things have just changed around here. I didn't think my travel back to the past would make a difference in this time line." He finally informed his parents. They both were taken back at his words and frantically eyed each other.

"Huh? You mean you're Trunks?" Bulma shrieked, grabbing a hold of his arms.

"Of course, I'm Trunks." He confirmed assertively.

"No, I mean THEEEEE Trunks..." Bulma said now roughly shaking the boy while the petrified Bra felt the vibration between them. "…the Trunks that warned us about the androids?"

"Well, yeah." He eyed his mother strangely.

"Wow!" She exclaimed with mixed feelings. "So you don't know what happen after the cell games when you left, right?"

"Well, I guess I don't." he muttered looking down as she slowly released him.

"You mean to tell me…you don't even know about battles with Majin Buu or anything after Cell?" Vegeta asked as he now grabbed and jolted him severely while he held him in the air.

"Welllll…nooo...actuallyeee." Trunks jittered out. "Who'ssss… Maaaa...jjjjjin…Bbbbuuuu?"

"Son..." Vegeta's slightly angered expression saddened. He slowly dropped the boy back to the bed as he kept his hands on Trunks' shoulders. After all they had been through together…after allowing the evil to return in his heart…after holding Trunks for the first time and then sacrificing himself…after the quality time they had together when everyone was resurrected…even the times pass the birth of his sister…the boy didn't know any of it.

"Father…" he looked into his father's estranged eyes as if he could read his thoughts and recalled the time he spent with his father of the past. "I guess I don't know much about you either other than from the past…I guess I don't know about this life at all…"

"That would figure…" Bulma said still consoling her quivering five year old. "…since you were about this age when you came to us in the past."

"Well…if you guys don't mind…could you fill me in?" Trunks softly smiled.

"Alright…Vegeta you know what this means!" Bulma laughed and rose from the bed.

"Oh great." Vegeta sighed trotting out room, only to pause in the hall as he looked back at Trunks and smirked. "Now we have to watch those ridiculous home movies again! You're going to pay for this one, son."

"Yay! Can we have popcorn, mom?" Bra cheered now excited and no longer crying as she ran after her mother.

Trunks closely followed behind his family. 'My family.' He thought to himself. He had never been so content in his whole life, besides meeting his father for the first time and training a whole year beside him in the hyperbolic time chamber.

But now Vegeta is alive and well in his own time…and he has a younger sister, Bra…and his mother is radiating with pure bliss…. and from what he knew… Gohan was alive as well. He would have to pay him a visit, after spending time with his parents and sister, of course. He would first have to familiarize himself with this life. '…this life…what else has changed?'

"Trunks!" Bulma called from the family room, snapping him from his trance. "We're ready!"

"Coming mother!" he hurried to the room to see his sister sitting on their father's lap and his mother snuggled close to him.

Even in the past, Vegeta had not been so intimate. He has definitely come a long way. Trunks wondered if it was after his death in the past caused such a drastic transformation in his father's personality.

Vegeta was humbled after that unfortunate occurrence, but yet, he still seemed distant from his mother from what he noticed after being wished back. Something else must have happened; he pondered if maybe it was this Majin Buu character his father was referring to earlier that changed him.

Vegeta patted on the vacant cushion to the left of him, gesturing for Trunks to have a seat. He happily obliged, flopping next to his father as he received an adorable grin from his sister.

"Want some?" She asked handing him the large bowl of hot fresh popcorn.

"Sure." He smiled back. He never had such an opportunity to enjoy popcorn while watching a film. Even as the fighters awaited the Cell games in the past, he was too anxious to enjoy any leisure time they had.

Bra unnoticeably scooted from her father to her brother's lap and relaxed her head on his shoulder as the film began. Trunks looked down at her and responded by resting his cheek on her head as he pulled her close. He turned his attention to the screen when he heard the cries of a newborn baby. That very baby was him.

"That's you Trunks!" Bulma exclaimed. "Weren't you the cutest baby boy!"

"Bulma…" Vegeta coldy turned to his wife. "Can we skip this…I think he's very well aware that he was born."

"But the circumstances were different!" She roared back. She was right. The Trunks of this particular time line was conceived from lust rather than loneliness.

"Mother…father has a point…" Trunks said looking over to his mother. "…anyway, you showed me a clip of this in the past already."

"Fine!" She said pushing the fast forward button. "Ugh, like father like son…" She grumbled and then stopped on his first birthday which occurred after Cell. "Now, I bet he didn't see this part." She haughtily stated to her husband who sighed.

"Ugh! How disgusting!"Vegeta cried in the film as Baby Trunks smeared icing all over him.

"This is hilarious!" Trunks laughed uncontrollably until his father shot him an evil glare. "Ahem…well I don't remember my first birthday so…"

The film continued with mostly candid moments Bulma caught between father and son. Trunks never thought his first real word, besides mama and dada, was Kakarrot as he was prompted to say when Bulma showed him a picture of the deceased saiyan. He didn't know he instinctively learned to fly because his father threw him ridiculously high up in the air while laughing evilly, and as he had to break his own fall before smacking into the ground, screaming the whole way down.

'So that's Goten.' He thought to himself while chuckling at random spoofs of him and his best friend. They had bonded when he was just two years old.

"Get back here you two!" Chi-Chi angrily chased after the boys with a big wooden spoon as they laughed at her.

Sometime went by as he observed his training sessions with his father. It seemed that he had a very strict schedule while also being privately tutored. Although Trunks is very academically advanced, he was never educated in various subjects like in the film. His mother was his only teacher in the timeline he had known, besides martial arts with Gohan; so he figured there are things he would probably need to learn that this Trunks knew.

"So what are you going to do about it?"Vegeta asked his son as they trained in the gravity room for an upcoming tournament.

"I guess I'll go…super…" Little Trunks stated as he transformed to super saiyan then frolicked around in over 400 times gravity.

"I was that young!" Trunks cried out jumping from his seat. If his memory served him right, he was thirteen when he ascended. But this Trunks wasn't even ten yet. "Wow that's amazing!"

"Brother…" Bra moaned as she squirmed in his arms. She had apparently fallen asleep.

"I'll take her…" Vegeta said easily lifting her and carried her off princess style.

Trunks continued watching as he was pronounced the Jr. Champion of the tournament and laughed out loud as he punched Mr. Satan in the stomach. "I remember him! He was the guy who popped in on the Cell games! Hilarious!"

"Yeah he still has the whole world believing he beat Cell…" Bulma chuckled. Her smile suddenly faded when she remembered what happened during the adult competition.

"What happened?" Trunks inquired when the picture suddenly scrambled.

"That's when…when…" She hesitated. She really didn't know how to tell him that his father suddenly went berserk and even killed innocent people. She never had to explain that to anyone before, and now she was searching for the right words to tell their son.

"When what?" Trunks turned to look at his mother to see her obvious grief. His eyes popped back to the screen when he heard the echoed laugh of a kid, standing in the nude, he had never seen previously in the film until now.

"Hmm…now it's our turn." The boy said and jumped into the tub after Goku.

"Was Goku finally wished back?" He noticed the halo was no longer present. "And who's that kid?"

"That kid is you and Goten fused…" His father said taking his previous seat. Bulma sighed in relief; Vegeta did better at explaining things like this. "…and Kakarrot…was given the life of an old kai…" he bowed his head.

"Fused? As in fusion?" Trunks raised a brow. "Is that some kind of technique?"

"Yes…" Vegeta replied softly. "You learned it to defeat Majin Buu, and unfortunately you two lost to him."

That was why the picture scrambled a few minutes ago. They were engaged in a serious battle with yet another villain. But what he still did not understand is just who this Majin Buu is and why did he and Goten have to go so far just to beat this guy. Where was Gohan? Where was Piccolo? And most importantly, where was Vegeta?

"Where were all the adults?" Trunks innocently asked. "Where were you, father?"

Vegeta once again paused as Bulma softly held his hand. Trunks began to reason for himself for that brief moment. Could it be that his father had been killed along with the others, and they had been wished back later? But who else defeated this mysterious guy if everyone was dead? He started to convince himself that maybe his father was preoccupied somehow with something else then saved the day.

"I was dead." Vegeta exhaled. "I killed myself."

"But why?" Trunks leaned closer to his father, and Vegeta stared into his blue eyes that glistened from the light of the continuing film. They both turned when they heard the high pitch laughter of someone in the film. "Who's that?" He studied the pink blob on the screen, eating everything in sight at a party the Briefs had.

"That's Buu…" Vegeta crossed his arms. "He was once controlled by a wizard named Babidee until he killed that annoying little sh…anyway, the evil in him was released and formed an even stronger adversary after I sacrificed my life to kill him…he then joined the rest of the fighters to defeat his evil self, so he's still living."

"Did he defeat the evil Buu?" He blurted eagerly.

"No…Kakarrot." Vegeta answered with his eyes closed.

"Oh…" Trunks mumbled dejectedly.

"But your Father helped him…" Bulma jumped, in an attempt to make her husband look good in front of their son. "He and Goku did that fusion thing and gave Buu a run for his money, Right Vegeta!"

"But in the end it was Kakarrot…I only got in the way…" his father confessed.

"It wasn't like that and you know it!" Bulma raged. "Goku used a spirit bomb to take Buu out once and for all…after the earth was restored, only the good people were wished back, and your father helped gather the necessary energy from everyone…"

"Wow…really?" Trunks said smiling at his father.

"Yeah…even all those innocent people he killed before was brought ba—" Bulma abruptly cut her enthused speech, as Vegeta regretfully dropped his head.

"Killed?" Trunks softly uttered as he frowned. "Father you killed again? Why?"

"It's very late maybe we should…" Bulma started as she hit the pause button, but Vegeta softly covered her lips with a single finger as he focused straight ahead. Trunks needed to know the whole story, and he was never one to beat around the bush.

He sighed heavily and then spoke once again. "…I allowed myself to be consumed by the evil that still lingered in my heart…giving Babidee the energy he needed to hatch Majin Buu as I fought Kakarrot…I killed…I killed those people to provoke Kakarrot when he wouldn't fight me…"

Trunks turned from his father for a moment as he continued thinking. He then smiled warmly at him.

"Father…" he said placing a hand on his shoulder, causing Vegeta to look him in the eye. "…you were wished back…with all the good people, right?"

"Yes…" Vegeta surprised Trunks with an expression he had never seen from his father, a genuine smile. It touched the saiyan prince that his son figured that most vital part of the story without being told.

"I wish I had the camera rolling…" Bulma loudly sobbed as tears rolled down her cheeks and she subconsciously hit the pause button to play the film again.

"Oh quit the crying, woman! Gah!" Vegeta growled transforming his expression back to a cold scowl. Trunks couldn't help but laugh at his parents.

It seemed the cries of Bulma gradually increased as her husband grew more irritated; he turned to see that it was not her, but the wails of his daughter when she was first born.

"I guess missed about five years of footage…" Trunks said yawning.

"Well you can always continue in the morning after you get some rest…" His mother said shutting off the system. They began to exit with Trunks leading the way, but then he paused in front of his parents and about faced to look at his father.

"Father…will you be here in the morning?" Trunks sincerely asked. It was still hard to believe that his father was standing right before him after all these years, and he was here to stay.

"Yes…son." Vegeta smiled.

So how was it? Was it too boring? If so let me know. The next chapter will have a little bit going on, but I promise there will be some liveliness coming up in later chapters, so bare with me…okay. As always reviews are much appreciated. If you still have suggestions, don't hesitate to share them with me. Thanks!

Okay here's the thing...I have received reviews so far for Chap 2 asking really good questions. Please...don't be discouraged...things will be revealed in time...I promise! Stick with me! But I would still like to know what everyone is thinking so please continue your questions...stupid questions are the ones not asked.