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Trunks flopped on his bed. He was nude as usual, and he was watching his tail tip curl and uncurl against the sheets. Over the past six months, everyone had touched his hand to see if they brought back any memories. When that didn't work, they brought him to places that were significant. He had been everywhere that one could imagine. Goten had even brought him to a forest on the opposite side of the planet. Devlin tried to help by having the prince meditate with him. While the prince was meditating, he tried going inside the younger male's mind and opening the memories, but nothing worked. Trunks was supposed to be at lessons right now. But he didn't feel like going. Some memories he did receive, nothing too major. One was of lessons, but in the memory his five "friends"were there and now he didn't want to go again, alone. It was like being held back a year in school, all alone. He no longer wondered if they were, in fact, his friends. There were pictures and a memory to prove that they were all connected.
Pan. She was a different story to him. He had a memory with her. When they were carving their names into some tree. So she was significant to him. And pregnant. She was going to be a mommy. Making him a daddy, supposedly. But he didn't doubt her, since they carved their names. She was beautiful. Long black hair with odd blue streaks. Deep black eyes. Slender brown tail. And pregnant. Very pregnant. Seven months. He was told that she was due at any moment in time. And since the baby was his, he would be there when it was born.
There was a light knock on the door. Sighing, he got up and answered the door, after putting on some boxers. Pan stood at the door, arms folded. Her cute little face looked so clouded over. At her waist, her tail twitched angrily. "Pan?"
Instantly her whole image lightened at the sound of his voice. "Trunks. You're supposed to be at lessons. But let's go for a walk. In the gardens? We'll see if they object to that." She added snidely to herself. Lately, doctors had been trying to tell Pan what to do, where to go, what to eat and to always rest. But she had managed to defy almost every order given, just for spite.
"Sure." He dressed in some armor and joined Pan in the hallway. Together they walked to the garden. They walked down the main path holding hands, talking. "Pan, I hate not having any memories. I feel so alone. It's totally different to be told about your life, then remembering it for yourself. Not that I doubt anything everyone tells me, it's just that, I want to remember by myself."
"I know baby. But you mustn't give up hope. I haven't."
"All of this seems so familiar." He said, looking up and gazing at the flowers that made a canopy over their heads.
"What does?"
"Us, walking down this path, talking. But it's all just so fuzzy."
"We did this all of the time when we were little. The last time was ten years ago. You were ten and I was eight." From behind, someone shot a blast at the duo. It hit Pan's back. In an effort to save her baby, she curled up into a fetal position. "Trunks!"
Without even thinking about it, Trunks scooped Pan up into his arms and flew to the medical bay. "Bardock!" He yelled when got there, a quivering Pan still in his arms. "Bardock, get the fuck out here! Now!"
The doctor came fumbling around the corner. "I'm sorry my Lord, I was in the bathroom. What can I, Pan! Strip her!" As Trunks stripped his mate, Bardock got the regeneration tank ready for his great-granddaughter. "Over here, hurry!" When she was placed in the tank, Bardock hooked her up to the machine. Trunks just stood back and watched as his mate floated in a greenish-blue liquid. Suddenly he fell to the floor, clutching his head. "Prince! Are you alright?"
"Yes. Just remembering. This happened before. Ten years ago! Just like this!"
"Yes Sire, it did!" Bardock encouraged the young boy to remember.
"I remember!" Trunks passed out. Bardock picked him up and placed him on a bed. An hour later, Trunks woke to see Pan still floating in the tank, her hair surrounding her, making her look like an angel. "Panny." He fell to the floor in front of her.
"Tru?"
Trunks turned to see his and the Son family. "I'm sorry. I should have stopped the blast."
"Don't worry about it boy. You did the best you could do by bringing Pan here." The king said.
"This happened ten years ago. I remember. Everything up until I passed out on the floor. I remember the first ten years of my life. All of my lessons, playing in the garden, sparring." The tank beeped and the fluid started to drain out of it. Her machine then started going crazy. It beeped loudly, causing Bardock to rush into the room. He did an emergency drain and pulled the girl gently out. "What is it?"
"It's time for the next royal heir!" He placed her on a bed and draped a sheet over her. "Everyone out but Trunks!" The rest of the family rushed out.
Pan clenched the sheet on her. "Trunks!" She sounded desperate. So much in pain. He took her hand.
"Alright Panny, you need to push!" She did as her great-grandfather told her. "Don't forget to breath now! Push again." They spent hours in the room before the door opened and Bardock walked out to both families where everyone sat, but Goten who was pacing. He had a large grin on his face. "It's a prince!"
Gohan went in, followed by a smirking Vegeta. They both wanted to see their grandson. Everyone else followed at a short distance, letting the grandfathers go first. Pan was snuggly sleeping, while Trunks sat next to a little bed. Inside lay his nude son. He just starred down at the boy. Other then he, his mother and sister, he had never seen an odd colored saiyan before. Well, Videl had blue eyes, but that was kind of normal. Sometimes blood mixed wrong. But this was almost too abnormal. So far he had dark green hair that slowly got neon as it got to the end and was short and spiky, just like Gohan's. They were waiting for him to open his eyes. Luckily, he had a standard brown tail. Everyone held their breath as the baby woke up. The first person he looked at was his father. Red. Red eyes stared back up at Trunks.
The baby reached his hand out. Trunks smiled and took the boy's small hand. "What are you going to name him?" Videl asked.
"I don't know. Panny and I will discus it."
At the mention of her name, Pan started to rouse. She sat up, keeping the sheet to her naked form. "Where's my son?"
"Here." Trunks guided her gaze.
"Can everyone excuse us?" The two families left the room and were allowed back in ten minutes later. "Everyone, we have decided upon a name for the next heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei. Since he has green hair and red eyes, we're decided to name him Ryu. It means 'dragon'."
"It's fitting for him. Prince Ryu." The king tested out his grandson's title.
"Of course, Vegeta will be on there too, just like my name." Trunks said.
"Ryu-Vegeta, Crown Prince of Vegeta-sei." Gohan tested out this time.
Pan's yawn caught the attention of Bardock. "Alright everyone, visiting time is over. Move along now. You too my Prince. Panny and son need to sleep."
When they all excited into the hall, a thought came to Goten. "Who threw that blast at Pan?" Around him, everyone shook their heads and began to wonder the same thing.
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