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After flying a short distance, you lowered yourself toward the ground when the others did as the mysterious youth seemed to have reached his destination.

You blinked as he pulled out a container of what looked like capsules, and tossed one to the ground where a small fridge appeared.

"Look out, you guys! He's up to something!" Yamcha exclaimed, furrowing his brows as he watched Trunks kneel down in front of the small white fridge.

"How about a cold drink. Goku's not due to arrive for two more hours," Trunks offered with a friendly smile as he grabbed one of the many beverages himself.

"Well, I don't see why not," Bulma said, a grin on her face as she and Gohan ran up to grab a drink themselves.

"Don't even think about it!" Vegeta muttered, grabbing your wrist when he noticed you about to walk up to grab one yourself.

You rose a slightly thick dark brow before gently pulling your arm out of your brothers grasp. "Your being silly, Vegeta! I highly doubt he's poisoned them or anything."

Vegeta just scowled as he watched you walk up to grab a strawberry soda before he turned distrusting eyes on the unknown stranger.

"Have we met? You look so familiar…." Bulma commented, looking over at Trunks curiously after taking a sip from her drink.

"Uh no. Sorry…." Trunks murmured, giving her a small smile as you couldn't help but look at him in interest now yourself. You had been feeling it too; that there was something strangely familiar about this man.

"So how do you know my dad, mister?" Gohan asked as he gazed up at the teen.

"Actually, I've never met your father before. I've only heard of him," Trunks replied, giving Gohan a soft look.

"Then how do you know he's going to arrive at this spot in two hours?" Krillin questioned with narrowed eyes.

"Well uh, that is…Sorry, I can't say…." Trunks answered quietly as he looked down.

"Why not? Because I'll tell you why. You're up to something!" Vegeta snapped, stepping forward. "Tell us now tough guy. Who are you?!"

"I wish I could. Sorry…." Trunks apologized once again in a low voice as he stared down at his feet.

"When you defeated Frieza and that big guy, you were a Super Saiyan, weren't you?" Gohan asked, breaking the brief moment of uncomfortable silence that had fallen.

"Yes, yes I was."

"That's a lie!" Vegeta shouted out, making all eyes turn on him. "Look my friend, Kakarot, the one you call Goku, and myself are the only Saiyans left. Kakarot's kid there is half along with my sister. Counting them, that makes four. There's no way you can have Saiyan blood!"

"But we just saw him! He defeated Frieza, and that big guy himself!" Gohan spoke up as if trying to defend Trunks.

"Well, I'm calling him a liar. Not a weakling," Vegeta shot back, sticking his hands in the pockets of his yellow pants.

"Vegeta…." you sighed out. You could understand why he was so suspicious, but you felt a little bad for the lavender haired boy since he looked like he was having a hard time after being interrogated like that. Even if he was hiding something, maybe he had a good reason to do so.

"Hey! You have our logo on your jacket! That's my dad's company!" Bulma gasped out, examining Trunks jacket. "Are you one of our employee's?"

"Uh no. Not exactly. Just a fan," Trunks replied with a rather sheepish smile.

"Oh, I see. Well, tell me your name and I'll recommend you to my dad," Bulma offered with a friendly grin.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I know it sounds strange…." Trunks said in a soft voice, looking down almost shyly.

"Oh? Is his shoe size a mystery too?" Tien scoffed as he seemed to be getting irritated by the kid now himself.

"Yeah. Why can't I have a secret name too? Bet he has a secret decoder ring as well," Yamcha mocked.

"Don't you both think your being rather harsh….?" you sighed out with a frown, placing your hands on your hips.

"Their just jealous is all, Selena. After all, this guy defeated Frieza single handedly!" Bulma praised.

"Yeah!" Gohan agreed cheerfully with a nod of his head.

You smiled faintly and blinked noticing a patch of pink rising up on Trunks cheeks making you giggle softly.

Either he has a crush on Bulma, or he's just really shy you thought as you looked over at the blushing teen with a soft look on your face.

It was slowly getting close to the hour when Goku was supposed to arrive, and you all were sitting or standing around mainly in silence.

You were sitting on the rock where your brother was, your head tilting when you noticed that Trunks kept glancing over at Vegeta every now and then.

"What are you looking at?" Vegeta asked crossly, making you jump since he had said that in a loud tone.

"Um, nothing! Its just that uh…I like your shirt!" Trunks replied back timidly.

"You would!" Vegeta scoffed, rolling his eyes.

You frowned, getting annoyed by your brothers usual rudeness, and suddenly hit him over the head hard as you didn't notice Trunks wincing from this.

"What the hell did you do that for?!" Vegeta growled out, turning heated eyes on you.

"Because your being a jerk, Vegeta!" you scolded, giving him a light glare before you turned to Trunks with a kind smile. "Sorry about him. It just takes him a while to warm up to people is all."

"I-its fine!" Trunks stammered, smiling at you as he had an embarrassed blush on his tan cheeks.

You laughed lightly and looked around since you suddenly felt eyes on you, and blinked since Piccolo had been looking at you, but he turned away when he noticed your gaze on him as this made you sigh.

I wonder what he's thinking right now you pondered to yourself and watched as Gohan walked up to the Namekian as your eyes widened since you could hear what they were saying.

Gohan had just asked Piccolo why he hadn't gone to New Namek with Dende and the other Namekians as you bit your lip, wondering about that now yourself.

But Piccolo simply told Gohan he might join them one day, but felt like his mission was here now.

"Sometimes, connections with people run deeper than where they're from or by what color skin they have." Piccolo finished off and you noticed him smiling back at Gohan as he said this.

It must be because of Gohan for the reason he's staying here. After all, he's changed a lot from when I first met him, you thought, not realizing you were blushing as your gaze lingered on Piccolo.

"Why do you keep looking over here? Haven't you ever seen a pink shirt before?" Vegeta snapped, causing you to turn your gaze off of Piccolo and back onto your brother. "If you like it that much, you can have it!"

"No. No thank you," Trunks said politely as he was looking back ahead and not at Vegeta.

"Then knock it off, kid!" Vegeta growled out in annoyance.

You shook your head, but noticed that the teen had a smile on his face as this made you scratch at the back of your head. Why was he smiling like that?

You then tapped at your cheek, and gazed up at the sky as it seemed like time was dragging on and you were a little surprised when hearing a small beeping noise before Trunks jumped off the rock where he sat, saying time was up and Goku should be arriving any second now.

Everyone's attention was now on the clear blue sky as you gasped softly since you could feel Goku's energy as the others seemed to sense it too.

"Look! Up there! DAD!" Gohan exclaimed loudly as there was a small gleam of light shining in the sky before something was suddenly shooting down toward the ground.

"Last one there is a rotten egg!" Krillin laughed out as everyone took off toward the spot where the ship Goku was in, came crashing down at.

Gohan was the first to reach the large crater as you stood close by it along with the others, gazing down where you noticed a ship laying directly in the middle of the large indention.

"Huh? Hey guys!" Goku said, looking surprised to see all of his friends standing around as he stepped out of the ship wearing the oddest of clothing. "How did you know that I was coming?"

"This guy told us. I think he might be a fan of yours. He's a mystery man." Bulma said, motioning over to Trunks who was standing close by her.

"Huh?" Goku asked, looking confused. "But…how?"

You all looked at each other as it seemed like Goku didn't know this kid from the expression on his face. So how did this mystery guy know all about Goku?

"But hey, you guys! What in the world happened here? Who defeated Frieza?" Goku suddenly asked, looking at all of his friends. "You, Piccolo? Or was it you, Vegeta?"

"Neither of us. It was this guy, and he did it with ease," Piccolo replied, turning to gaze over at Trunks. "He turned into a Super Saiyan and picked him apart."

"What? A Super Saiyan!?" Goku gasped out, his eyes growing wide. A grin slowly started to form on the Saiyan's face as he looked excited by this news now more than shocked. "Wow! That's really outstanding! A Super Saiyan at his age!"

"Hey!" Vegeta yelled out, annoyed by Goku's carefree response. "Aren't you forgetting something? You, your son, my sister, and myself are the only Saiyans' left!"

"Hmm…Well, if he says he's a Super Saiyan, then that's good enough for me!" Goku said with an easy going grin.

You smiled faintly since Vegeta was twitching a little beside you, and ran a hand through your hair, wondering if Goku maybe was taking this situation a little bit too lightly? But then again, perhaps this boy had some how managed to survive just like Vegeta, Goku, Nappa, Radditz, and you had when your home planet was destroyed.

This just keeps getting more bizarre by the minute you thought when the lavender haired boy wanted to talk to Goku in private.

Even though the others didn't seem to like the idea too much, Goku assured them everything would be fine, and followed after Trunks as they flew to a cliff that was far enough away where none of you could overhear the conversation between them.

"You know, I really like Goku's new outfit. Its really cool!" Bulma said with a grin as you looked over at her oddly, thinking she really did have the strangest taste in fashion.

"But I wonder what they're talking about?" Krillen murmured, rubbing at the side of his shaven head.

"Yeah. They look pretty serious!" Gohan said, as he would gaze at his father for a moment before turning to stare at Trunks.

All of your eyes were soon growing wide since Goku had suddenly turned into a Super Saiyan for some reason out of the blue, and not long after, so had Trunks.

"Incredible….!" you whispered out in awe because the energy coming from the two of them was extremely intense. It was still hard to believe that something you had only thought to be a legend, was now standing right in front of you.

Vegeta's really taking this hard you realized sadly while you gazed over at your older brother who was shaking while his hands were drawn up into tight fists.

You slowly turned back to look at Trunks and Goku, surprised to see that they had engaged each other in combat as Goku was easily blocking all of the strangers attacks with just a single finger.

The fight ended just as quickly as it had started, and the two of them were soon discussing something. You tilted your head, wondering what it could be about and blinked since Piccolo had let out what sounded like a gasp of surprise?

"Is something the matter, Piccolo?" you asked, looking at him with slight concern, not realizing that he had heard that Vegeta was actually Trunks father.

Piccolo's mouth was open a little, but he quickly shut it when he heard your voice and shook his head. "No. Nothing's wrong."

You weren't sure if you fully believed him, but decided not to ask about the matter any further. Maybe he was just worried about Goku, you figured.

But you began to worry that something else may be wrong since Piccolo's green skin had taken on a lighter tone as though he had been shocked or frightened by something. He had also turned his dark eyes to look down at you, and you weren't sure what the emotion was that was playing within them. Was it surprise? Or worry…?

"Piccolo….?" you whispered, gently reaching out to touch his arm, a little surprised that he didn't pull away, but allowed you to place your fingers against his skin.

He didn't answer you, but turned his attention once more on Goku and Trunks as he was gazing at them intensely; as if he knew what was going on between them unlike the rest of you.

"That guy just pointed his finger, and Kakarot fell down!" Vegeta exclaimed as Goku had suddenly toppled backwards for some unknown reason.

"I wonder why?" you said softly, feeling utterly confused since for a second there, it looked like Piccolo was going to fall down himself.

"I could have sworn I heard Goku call my name." Bulma said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Hey! That guy's looking over here!" Yamcha exclaimed surprised.

"And it looks like he's smiling!" Puar added in her high pitched voice while she floated by Yamcha's head.

It kind of looks like he's staring mainly at my brother and Bulma for some reason you thought, blinking a couple of times.

"Man! He didn't even say goodbye!" Yamcha muttered as Trunks had suddenly taken off without warning.

"Hey, Goku! So, what did that guy say?" Krillin asked as you all ran over to where he was once the lavender haired man was out of sight.

"Oh well, nothing important really!" Goku said weakly as he was rubbing at the back of his head in a nervous manner.

"That's funny. It all sounded pretty important to me," Piccolo said in a low voice.

"Uh, really? You heard it all?" Goku said, looking a little taken aback.

"My ears do more than just frame my face, Goku." Piccolo muttered.

So that's why Piccolo was acting so funny! He heard everything the two of them were talking about, you realized.

"Well if you won't tell them, than I will," Piccolo said, looking ahead with an emotionless expression on his face.

"But gosh you heard-" Goku started to protest, but was interrupted by Piccolo who reassured him he wouldn't tell anything that didn't need to be said.

"And that's the whole story. All of us except for Gohan are supposed to die in the battle with the androids. But now that we know, maybe we can change that," Piccolo finished after he had explained the entire situation to everyone.

"Hah! What a joke! Don't you think?" Yamcha said, though the small beads of sweat running down his face showed he was just as worried as the rest of you were.

"I'm not so sure…." Bulma said, tilting her head to the side while she rested a hand on her hip.

"Look, believe what you want to believe. As for me, I want to live. So I'm going to train. You can risk it, but I'm going to be prepared." Piccolo declared while closing his eyes.

"Hey, look!" Gohan suddenly cried out, making you all turn your attention toward the sky where Trunks was inside an odd looking ship that you realized must be what he used to travel to your time in.

"He's gone…." Krillin murmured out after Trunks had vanished, waving goodbye to all of you before he had.

"Yeah. Back to the future." Piccolo said.

"How strange! I could have sworn he was waving goodbye to…me…." Bulma whispered as she stared up at the sky.

It seemed that after watching Trunks disappear, everyone had made up their mind to train for the upcoming threat that would take place in three years.

You placed your hand on your heart and looked up, deciding to train as hard as you possibly could. You didn't want to be a burden on the others. Especially your brother and Piccolo. In a way, even though you were a Saiyan, you felt like you were the weakest one in the group and you were in the way more than helping.

The others were questioning Goku about where he had been and how he had escaped from Planet Namek when it had been on the verge of destruction, but you weren't really paying attention. You only perked up when you heard footsteps approaching you, and smiled faintly when you saw that it was Piccolo.

"Worried?" he asked you in a quiet voice as you noticed that he seemed to be staring at you a little intensely.

"Well yes…But I'm trying to not let it bother me too much," you replied, even though the prospect of dying was frightening. "I'm going to train as hard as I can. It might not be enough to stop the androids, but maybe it'll help even a little in the battle that's to come."

Piccolo didn't respond, but seemed to be in deep thought. He was silent for maybe over a minute before finally speaking. "There may be a new technique I can help you learn."

"A-a new technique?!" you gasped out, clasping your hands together from excitement while a grin appeared on your face. "Really? You'd teach me it?!"

Piccolo nodded his head as he had an amused look on his face from your reaction. "Yes. It's a healing technique. Like the one Dende used back on Planet Namek."

"You could really teach me how to heal….?" you said in slight awe since you thought maybe it was a skill only Namekians' possessed.

"I think you have the right type of energy to learn this technique. But it'll take time to master, and if you do become our healer, you'll have to stay out of the fight and make sure the androids don't see you."

You bit your lip since you didn't realize you'd be staying out of the fight, but you really wanted to learn how to heal if it meant you'd be able to keep the others safe.

"Alright. You can teach me," you said, smiling up at Piccolo.

You weren't positive, but you could have sworn you saw what looked like relief wash over the handsome Namek's face.

"Guess I'll be training with you for three years, huh?" you said happily, a small blush on your cheeks at the idea of basically being alone with the enticing green man.

"Yeah. Guess so," Piccolo murmured as he looked down at you before over at Vegeta. "Your brother might not take too well with that though."

"Vegeta will be too busy increasing his own strength. I doubt he'll even notice I'm not around…." you said with a small sweat drop running down your head, hoping this was true when you remembered how temperamental Vegeta had gotten when he believed you had mated with Piccolo.

Piccolo shook his head before a small smirk formed across his lips. "Even though I've agreed to help train you, I suggest you stay out of my way when I'm doing my own training,"

You just smiled and placed your hands behind your back. "Don't worry. I promise not to get in your way."

"Guess that settles it then! We'll all fight together!" you heard Goku suddenly exclaim with a fist pumped in the air. "And we'll all meet here at 9am on…May 12!"

"Kakarot! I want you to know that just because we decided to fight together this time, I don't want you to think anything has changed between us. Listen, when this is over, we'll meet to settle the score." Vegeta expressed, his eyes narrowed.

"Sure!" Goku said nonchalantly with a knowing smile on his face.

"Selena! Come with me!" Vegeta said, flipping toward you and you could tell from his tone, he was demanding that you follow, not asking.

You let out a weary sigh, but nodded your head and turned to look back at Piccolo with a sheepish smile. "I'll come find you later,"

"I'll be at Goku's for the time being." Piccolo replied since Goku had just asked him to come and train with him.

You waved goodbye to everyone before taking off after your brother who had already flown off, easily catching up with him.

"So tell me. What were you and the Namek discussing?" Vegeta questioned in an accusing tone as he looked at you with furrowed brows.

"Oh, nothing much. He was just wondering if I was going to participate in the fight against the androids." you answered innocently with a smile.

I'll keep it a secret for now what I'll be learning with Piccolo, you said closing your eyes from the wind that was hitting you in the face. And surprise Vegeta once I manage to master the skill.