Well—here I got again…~_~
However, this time I'm going to try to try & not make it explicit. I want to try making this teen rated w/ mature language for people who either can't or don't like reading explicit material.
Trunks is a single father raising 6 boys by himself. Yes, he would like a daughter—but at the same time, he doesn't want to be in another relationship & have it fail. He decided it was going to be just him & his boys.
However, fate has a funny way of just showing up & throwing a wrench in someone's plans.
Said fate comes in the form of a girl he dated in the past; she tells him she had been pregnant & he was the father. She never told him because she was scared because she knew he already had 6 kids, so she just left town. They talk & she tells him she had a girl & that she can't take it anymore. If he wants, she is 100% willing to give him full custody & never look back.
Those who read my stories know I have issues & am a scatterbrained spaz.
Just wanted a little something different from my other stories like this.
That being said, the worst thing about this is going to be the swearing-& the worst you may see are "Fuck" or any variation of it. "Slut" or "Whore."
Characters: Family Trees:
· Vegeta + Bulma = Trunks-30+ & Bulla-23+
· Trunks-30 + Mai-34† = Botan-13+
· Trunks-30 + Hoshiko-32 = Taiyo-10+ & Katsuki-8+
· Trunks-30 + Momo-28† = Kobe-7+
· Trunks-30 + Rose-28† = Phoenix-6+
· Trunks-30 + Kayda-29† = Ryo & Tatsu-5+
· Trunks-30 + Sora-25 = Miku-5M+
· Leriac-26 + Bulla-23 =
· Goku + Chi-Chi = Gohan 37+ & Goten-29+
· Gohan-39 + Videl-39 = Pan-19+
· Goten-29 + Nina-27 = Emiyo-7+, Natsu-4+, & Mina-9M+
· Daikon-19 + Pan-19 =
· Piccolo
· Dende
· Krillin + 18 = Marron-24+
· Mushu-23 + Marron-24 = Lazuli-3+ & Lapis-7M+
· Yamcha & Yuko = Yami-13+, Yukito-11+, Yukina-7+ & Yuri-10M+
. Tien
· Master Roshi
· 17 + Himawari = Toby-18, 2 adopted children
Trunks's P.O.V.:
"I suppose I should get this done and over with…" I sighed as I stood in front of my parents' front door.
"Trunks—what are you doing just standing in front of the door? Come in; you know you don't have to knock when the boys are here." Mom told me, cheerful as ever.
"I know, Mom; I was just thinking." I answered, walking inside.
"Dad!" My sons excitedly yelled, running over.
My name is Trunks Briefs, I'm thirty—and I have seven sons.
My lucky seven.
That's what I always called them: "My Lucky Seven."
Or sometimes I just call them: "The Lucky Seven."
Depends on the day.
"Did you figure out what you needed to figure out?" Mom asked, concerned while Dad gruffly asked.
"Does that mean you brought us home that maybe surprise?"
"Yes, I found out what I needed. No, I didn't bring the surprise home yet. But we all need to talk. Where's Bulla?" I answered and then asked, running my hand through my hair.
"Uh-oh…" Mom and Dad sighed at the same time.
"What?" I asked, confused.
"What's wrong? Something's wrong; you always run your hand through your hair with that sigh when something's wrong or you're bothered. What happened? You're not losing your house, are you?" Mom panicked, watching me. However, I could hear the hopefulness in her voice about me losing my house.
Mai and I moved out when we had our first child, and he was a few months old, sleeping through the night, and we had a handle on things by ourselves.
After a few months, my second girlfriend moved in with me.
However, after a few years, we did nothing but fight. She tried to get me kicked out, but the apartment was under my name. So when we went through a nasty breakup, she had to leave.
After that, I kind of spiraled downhill: I started drinking and "dating" a lot of different girls while the boys were asleep or with Mom and Dad.
Don't let that deceive you: I always put my boys first.
I'd put them to bed, and then a girl would come over; I never left them home alone.
Fridays and Saturdays, Mom and Dad watched the boys, and I took them back Sunday—after partying—no matter how bad the hangover.
We'd spend time together, I never drank around them, and I never did drugs.
Usually, I was smart, wore a condom, or made sure the girl was STD-free and on some kind of birth control.
However, there were a few times I didn't wear or a condom or push the girl to make sure she was on something.
Right now, I'm renting a four-bedroom house—but I've been looking at a home in the country with three floors and ten bedrooms, I do believe.
That's what's driving Mom crazy.
"Dad, are you ok?" My oldest son asked, looking at me.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Everyone just sit down. Is Bulla here?" I repeated, looking at everyone.
"No… Bulla got her own apartment with her boyfriend, Leriac; they finished moving yesterday. But come; tell us what you figured out." Mom huffed, leading the way to the living room.
Mom, Dad, and I stood, watching the boys as they found a spot:
Botan, my oldest son with Mai, is thirteen; he sat in one of the three recliners. He has short dark silver, almost gray hair and dark blue eyes. He's a teenager now, but he's usually calm or up to something.
I was seventeen, and she was twenty-one when he came into the world.
As sad as most people think this was: Mai and I planned on having kids then.
But we did have the support of my family, Goku and his family, and a few others—but not everyone agreed.
Mai and I were going to get married and have a large family.
Well, that didn't happen.
Around the time Mai was three months pregnant with our second child, Pilaf came and demanded she come back to him. He had a new crew and wanted her to come back and be his second in command.
When she refused, he killed her—in front of Botan.
I went from upset, to angry, to mourning. I had Botan to worry about, so I let Pilaf alone.
Dad, on the other hand—didn't; he killed him.
We mourned and moved on.
After a year or so, I met a girl named Hoshiko; we dated and became serious.
Together we had Taiyo, now ten, and Katsuki, now eight; they were sitting in the other two recliners.
Taiyo has long, spiked-up orange hair and yellow eyes and is always causing some kind of trouble.
Katsuki has long, straight blonde hair, kept tied in a ponytail with a single strand on top of his head, and blue eyes. Unlike Taiyo, he's pretty calm and wants to be a gentleman—and serenade the girls.
Not even a month after Katsuki was born, Hoshiko became addicted to painkillers because she was in an accident while pregnant. She was only supposed to take the pills for a week or two.
Yeah…
We fought—a lot.
She refused to get help.
We broke up.
She fought for custody.
She lost all custody after a third overdose—in front of Taiyo and Katsuki.
I have no clue where she is, but I know she's alive and has two or three more kids. For whatever stupid reason, she has completely disowned me, Botan, Taiyo, Katsuki, my parents, Bulla, and anyone else we know or knew.
After that—well, that's how I got Kobe, seven, Phoenix, six, and Ryou and Tatsu, five; they were all sitting on the couch.
Kobe has shoulder-length brownish-purple hair tied up in a ponytail that sticks up on top of his head and black eyes. He's smart; he's actually classified as a genius. However, he lacks the ambition and wants to be a "normal" child who wants to be a samurai. He's also very serious.
Phoenix has short, dark purple hair, light blue eyes, the only one with freckles, and is usually always happy. He, right now, is in a phase where Christmas is the best thing ever, and when he's not in public, he will refuse to wear anything but his Christmas pajamas and hat.
Ryo and Tatsu are almost identical: they both have brown eyes with glasses and violet hair. The differences? Ryo has short, neat hair and Tatsu has slightly longer, wild hair all over the place. Like Kobe, both Ryo and Tatsu are considered geniuses. Unlike Kobe, Ryo is serious about learning, studying, and anything else along those lines. Like Kobe, Tatsu lacks the ambition and just rather have fun; he also tends to run around the house—naked.
Kobe's mother was a girl by the name of Momo; we met at a bar. It was her first time—at a bar and drinking. We got insanely drunk and went from there.
She came to me and told me she was pregnant—and she was pretty sure it was mine. She asked if I'd take a paternity test; I said yes. Sure enough, Kobe's mine.
I got custody the day of Kobe's birth because, unfortunately, Momo had an undiagnosed preexisting condition and ended up dying during childbirth. She told the doctors to save the baby and then call me.
It was a little before Kobe was born or a month or two after when I met Rose.
She should've never happened; I don't really remember much of that night. That might be because she was arrested for drugging me. Turns out she was a stalker who knew me from when I was with Mai. She was good; I never once sensed her.
She gave birth to Phoenix in prison, and I was called in for a paternity test.
A week later, I received full custody.
Three weeks after that, Rose committed suicide in her basement—in a pentagram, she made with a mixture of her blood, pig's blood, and salt.
She was surrounded by:
Several pictures of me—and my sons she had somehow managed to take.
Several locks of my hair on cornhusk dolls with images of my face pasted on them.
Candles
My chewed gum
A declaration of her love
Pentagram stars hanging all over
etc.
You name it; she was surrounded by it.
People told me she was crazy; I should've listened. But I probably wouldn't have.
Honestly, I thought she was just a lonely girl who was a little awkward. I talked to her a few times. And if I saw her, I'd say hey and ask how her day was going.
But I got Phoenix.
Then I met Kayda three weeks before Phoenix was born. She was a sweet girl—or I thought she was. We were intimate a few times, I'd go home, and she'd rob a bank.
Boy, was she pissed when she found out she was pregnant—with twins? But hey: future helpers—or get of jail free cards. That's what I was to her; I was her alibi.
She had Ryo and Tatsu and was planning on keeping them; I'd see them on weekends.
That lasted a whole three months before she had no choice but to take them on a heist with her.
They got her caught.
Typically, the guns were fake; this time, they were not—and she shot and killed a police officer and a child. The bullet went straight through the officer and into a nine-year-old.
Yeah…
That didn't end well for Kayda.
Even though she tried apologizing and explaining that she thought the guns were fake, she was shot by the dead officer's partner and the child's grandfather.
It took over a year, but I eventually got Ryo and Tatsu.
First: their grandparents took them and had them for four months.
Next: they were put into foster care for another three months before they found me.
Finally: they had to do all the background checks and such because of who their mother was. That took another seven months.
By the time I got them, they were a year and five months.
After realizing Kayda was using me, I took a good, long, hard look in the mirror and decided enough was enough. I stopped drinking and sleeping around. I got myself into rehab and got the help I needed.
And here I am today.
By the way, all the kids are named how they are for a reason.
Botan is named after one of Mai and my favorite singers.
Hoshiko wanted to name Taiyo and Katsuki after the sun and the moon, seeing as her name means "Star Child." And I didn't mind; I like the names.
Momo named Kobe because she was always craving Kobe beef.
Rose, aside from being obsessed with me, was obsessed with the mythical bird, the Phoenix.
Kayda was obsessed with dragons, and that's why Ryo and Tatsu are named what they are.
All seven boys are different, but I love them all just the same.
"So, what's going on?" Mom asked, looking at me.
"First: do you think you could take the kids next Friday through Saturday—maybe Sunday?" I asked, looking at my parents.
"Why? What's going on? Oh, Trunks—no. You've been doing so well. Whatever you need; we'll help you. You need to keep going in a good direction." Mom told me, overreacting—like normal.
"Mom—no… It's nothing like that. Friday afternoon, I'm going in for a simple procedure." I started before Mom interrupted me.
"A PROCEDURE?! WHAT'S WRONG?! ARE YOU OK?! WHAT HAPPENED?! DID SOMEBODY HURT YOU?! WHO'S THROAT DO I NEED TO RIP OUT?!" Mom completely lost it.
"Mom! Relax; it's nothing serious. I'm just going in to have a vasectomy." I firmly told everyone.
"What's a vasectomy? I heard some kids at school say their father got or was getting one. Or their moms were making them get one." Taiyo asked and then explained, looking at me—along with the others.
"It's a procedure that makes it so men can't give women babies." I answered to the best of my ability.
"What about adoption? Can't men give women babies that way? My friend Kota was adopted." Phoenix asked and then stated.
"This procedure makes it so men can't give women babies naturally. You'll learn about it when you're older. But what I can tell you, is that this procedure makes it so a man can't put a baby in a woman's stomach." I explained, looking at the boys.
"Ok." They all replied, seeming happy and content with that answer.
"Why now, all of a sudden?" Dad asked, annoyed.
"Vegeta, don't be rude. But your father does have a point. I thought you wanted to try for a girl." Mom stated, looking at me—slightly upset.
Mom wanted a granddaughter, and Bulla had made it abundantly clear that she wasn't sure if she wanted children or not. Somedays, she wanted a child; other days, she didn't. More often than not, she didn't want a child.
And although I had shown interest in a large family—and a daughter; I didn't want another failed relationship.
"Yeah—about that…" I started, sighing a little.
"What is it?" Mom asked, looking at me.
"Seven makes heave, but fate makes eight." I kind of mumbled with a small smile.
"What was that?" Mom and Dad asked, looking at me.
"Do you remember two years ago when I met and started dating Sora Riku? She was a sweet girl I met at some grocery store. At the time, I was twenty-seven going on twenty-eight and she was twenty-three." I started, only to be interrupted again—this time by Dad.
"Do you have a two-year-old out there somewhere?" Dad asked, annoyed.
He wasn't annoyed that I had another child; he and Mom both knew I wanted a big family of my own—and minus a wife or girlfriend, I had that. No, he was annoyed that he thinks I had another child he didn't know about—and who was kept from us.
"No. Sora and I started slow. We didn't have that kind of relationship until the last few months we dated. And I actually brought her home a few times to meet the boys. We broke up about—I wanna say a year ago. And yes, it was mutual. Now, to answer your question, I don't have a two-year-old out there somewhere; I have a five-month-old. Before I explain: boys, I apologize for not bringing this up and discussing it with you, but the baby's coming home in a few days. And you will all behave. When Sora and I broke up, she told me she was moving a few towns away and didn't want to try to do long distance because she knew my boys were more important to me than her. And she understood—one hundred percent. I had no clue she was two months pregnant with my child." I started explaining.
"And you're sure it's yours?" Mom and Dad asked, looking at me.
"Yes. Sora called me out of the blue about a week and a half ago—in the middle of the night—baby screaming in the background. She told me the situation. I asked her—if this baby was really mine—why she didn't tell me about it. She responded by telling me, she knew I had seven boys already; she didn't want to burden me with another child. No; raising seven boys pretty much on my own isn't easy, but I'm making it work. I have a lot of help. Even Botan is helping out as much as he can. Which, I greatly appreciate—let's get that straight. But you still have to be a kid; you're only thirteen. Point is, I have help."
"But anyway, I told her to schedule an appointment for a paternity test between 9:00 AM-2:00 PM and let me know. She got an appointment for the next day." I started, only to be interrupted.
"What kind of test did they do? Were you there? Were you able to see them running the tests?" Mom asked, panicking; I knew her well enough to know she'd rather be the one doing the testing.
"Relax. Breathe. Yes, I saw all the tests being done. I asked that all tests available be done. So I had: bloodwork, hair, cheek swab, and I even peed in a cup." I answered, causing the boys to laugh at me having to pee in a cup.
"And they all came back positive?" Mom asked, looking at me.
"Yes."
"You have another boy, don't you? You're getting a vasectomy because you're hurting that you don't have a daughter. Even though you love your boys; you wanted a little girl." Mom started going on and on, sounding like a shrink before I put my hand up. I had to stop her; I couldn't take it anymore.
"Mom, stop; you sound like a shrink—and you're putting words in my mouth—again. I never said if it were a boy or a girl. Yes, I've wanted a girl for a long time now, but I've always been happy and never disappointed with any of the boys; I love them all just the way they are. I was never upset or anything like that. I decided to get a vasectomy because I love my kids more than anything, but I don't need anymore. Honestly, I was thinking about it before I found out about my youngest, but I never did anything. After finding out the child was mine was when I finally made an appointment. Well, actually, I just made the appointment this morning. But Mom, Dad, boys: no, Sora did not have a boy; she had a girl. So, I have finally a daughter—and you all have a sister. And you finally have a granddaughter; her name is Miku. Sora said she's five months old but will be six months in two weeks. Mom, do you have a picture of you when you were five or six months?" I explained after stopping her before asking.
"Yeah." Mom responded with a huge smile; she finally had a granddaughter.
"Can you get it please?"
"Sure." Mom replied, confused, before walking to her room.
"Why now is Ms. Sora letting you have Miku?" Botan and Taiyo asked, looking at me.
"She, I don't think knew what she was getting herself into. She didn't know how to handle it. Actually, that's one of the first things she told me; she couldn't take it anymore. She begged me to take her—or find someone who would because she didn't want to put her in the system. I told her if the child was mine, we'd discuss something. Thank you." I answered before thanking Mom when she came back.
"So—what is your custody arrangement?" Mom asked, staring at me.
"I have full, one hundred percent custody; Sora didn't want Miku—at all. I don't think she was ready. She didn't get an abortion because it's not something she believes in for herself. She's a big fan of women's rights. I told her, if she was really struggling that much, I could take her weekends so she could rest—or we could do fifty/fifty custody. She flat out said "no;" she didn't want anything to do with Miku anymore. She couldn't handle or take not sleeping and the screaming anymore."
"Honestly, I think she wasn't ready and didn't know what to do. She felt she had no choice—and she became overwhelmed. Most would argue and tell the mother, she's a good mother and not to give up. I felt, in that moment, just looking at her, don't argue and do what she wants. I did that because my gut instinct told me that if I didn't take my child, I may not have a child in the future. Or I'd have a child who was so abused, she wouldn't trust anyone."
"Looking at Sora; I think that's where she was heading. So, I agreed and signed all the papers after I got the results—straight from the doctor two days ago. Sora and her current boyfriend wanted these last few days to get everything ready, try to explain to Miku what was going on, and just to say goodbye. I met the boyfriend; he's nice enough. And he treated Miku like she was his own—even though he knew she wasn't. She'll be here Sunday."
"But anyway—going back to that first day—that day when we had the paternity tests. I arrived first; Sora and Miku arrived ten minutes after me. No matter what, I wanted the paternity tests; it made me feel better knowing for sure. However, the first moment I laid eyes on Miku, I knew she was mine. I knew then and there that I didn't need to have those tests done."
"Then why did you?" Dad asked, annoyed, folding his arms.
"How can you be so sure?" Mom asked, looking at me.
"I went through with it because I basically demanded we get it done for proof—and we were already there. As for how I knew… Aside from the fact that she has an ape tail—like me and all the boys had; this is why. I asked Sora if I could take a picture; she said it was fine. You tell me." I answered Dad before showing Mom the picture I took.
"Aww!" Mom cooed before putting the picture I took and the picture of her when she was Miku's age; they look almost identical.
"What's with the crescent moon?" Mom asked, confused.
"I asked Sora about that as well. She said she was a Tsukiko of the Lunarians. Not directly a Lunarian, but Sora grew up with them and their culture. She was born directly of the moon—so she doesn't have biological parents. However, she was taken in by the king and queen for some reason."
"Sora told me she wasn't sure what Miku would be before she was born. However, becasue the crescent moon on her forehead looks more like "C"instead of "U," it was clear Miku is half Tsukiko and not Lunarian. Do you know what I'm getting at?" I explained to the best of my ability, not knowing how to explain it.
"Yeah, we get it." "Yes." Everyone answered with smiles.
"Can we see the picture too?" Phoenix asked, looking up over the back of the couch.
"Of course, you can. Be careful with this; it's the first picture we have. Pass it around gently. No pulling or tearing. Whoever has it last, please bring it to me." I answered and then instructed, taking the picture back from Mom and handed it to Botan first.
Miku had short, light blue hair that sticks up when she's not wearing a hood, blue eyes, and a natural flush to her cheeks.
"Yes, Dad." They all replied.
"Yes, Mom; what is it?" I asked, seeing that questioning look in her eyes.
"How old did you say she was again?" Mom asked.
I just sighed; I figured she'd catch that.
"Thank you, Ryo. Miku looks like she's only three months, but she's five months. Sora told me she wasn't sure what happed—or was wrong, but she woke up in the middle of the night in severe pain. She had her best friend, who she was living with at the time take her to the ER. She said after several hours, the doctors told her she had appendicitis and a massive blood clot in her stomach—next to the baby. They said they had to act fast in order to save her life—and try to save the baby. At the time, Sora was somewhere in month seven: Miku was born a month and three weeks early. And yes, I did check with the doctors on that. The doctors said they were beyond surprised; they didn't think she was going to survive. The main doctor induced labor to get it started and then when it was time, they'd do a basic C-Section. However, they never expected it to happen so quickly because she had never had a child before. But that's what happened, and she started pushing. Along with the other two surgeries, doctors had to do an emergency C-Section because Sora wouldn't stop pushing and Miku was breached and had the umbilical cord wrapped around her neck. That means when she was being born, she was backwards and being choked." I explained to everyone before explaining so the boys would kind of understand.
"Did Miku have to stay in one of those glass boxes at the hospital Natsu had to?" Botan asked, looking at me.
Natsu is Goten and his girlfriend, Nina's second child; he is currently four. They have an older son named Emiyo, seven, and a new baby, Mina, nine months.
Natsu was born a month and a week early and was in a NICU for about two weeks.
"Yes, she did. Sora didn't remember how long she was in there for though, so I had to ask a doctor, who told me to ask a nurse. Eventually, after an hour or so—after Sora explained the situation, a nurse told me Miku was in the NICU (the glass box) for a month, three weeks, and four days—nearly two months." I explained.
"Why so long? Natsu wasn't in there for that long." Taiyo spoke up, standing up.
"Taiyo, relax. Breathe. Some babies who need to be placed in a NICU need to be in there longer than others."
"Ok… So I'm not going to go into great details because I don't think any of you are old enough yet… Well, Botan maybe."
"But anyway… When a baby is being born naturally, they're supposed to come out head-first so that they can breathe. Miku was coming out feet first. That's bad because she can't breathe through her feet. However, most doctors are smart enough to figure that out. What's worse about Miku's birth aside from being born early and nearly backward, was that her umbilical cord was wrapped around her neck. The umbilical cord is cord attached to the baby's stomach so that when a mother eats, the baby can also eat. Sometimes it can get wrapped around a baby's neck and choke them—like it did to Miku. Miku was in the NICU for that long because her lungs needed to become full so she could survive. That was really the only problem—that should've been the only problem."
"Now, because I know you'll find out one way or another… When the nurse went to cut the umbilical cord, said her hands slipped or something and she ended up cutting Miku's stomach. So she does have a scar by her naval. No, I have not seen it; so, I don't know how big it is. Also, that same nurse dropped Miku. We are lucky that nurse knew something was wrong and turned quick enough that Miku landed on the bed instead of the floor. She didn't or couldn't think and just acted. She had to quit being a nurse. And before anyone freaks out; it wasn't her fault. The nurse apologized and explained that she had undiagnosed Parkinson's disease and when she dropped Miku, she was having a seizer."
"When you saw Miku that first time; did she seem like a happy baby?" Mom asked, changing the subject.
"Or was she screaming her head off the entire time, like this Sora claimed?" Dad asked, annoyed.
Thank you, Lord.
No matter how nosey Mom was being—or how Dad sounded; I didn't have to talk about Miku's birth and the NICU anymore.
"She was—to me, anyway, looked like a confused baby. I don't think she understood why she was in a big room with a lot of people and noise. She was confused by me but did smile once. For the most part she was quiet—until it was time for the bloodwork. That was when she started screaming until she passed out." I answered.
"So—only two of your children are full Saiyan? The rest of them are half something else?" Dad asked, looking at me.
"Vegeta!" Mom exclaimed, shocked, smacking him over the head, causing the boys to laugh.
I guess I should explain.
When I was fifteen, a powerful enemy killed Earth. Builds and all the foundations still stood, but people, animals, plants—basically anything living, died.
Thanks to Mom, all our family and friends were able to get in a spaceship and head to space in hopes of finding someone or something to revive everything.
The dragon balls were destroyed.
Well—we found someone alright.
That someone agreed to revive Earth and everyone and everything there—for a price.
All of us are—I really don't want to say immortal, but that's what we are. But that wasn't the price—not entirely. That was the price we paid because Dad went and asked for us all to be full Saiyans.
The only ones who aren't Saiyan are Piccolo, Dende, Krillin, 18, 17, Himawari, their kids, and their kids' partners.
No—the price we all had to pay happened after Hoshiko and I broke up.
The person who granted our wishes for prices took and trapped us in a non-escapable some type of world. And we're not the first ones here; there were others.
Aside from Mom, Dad, Bulla, Me, Botan, Taiyo, and Katsuki being trapped here, so were:
Goku & Chi-Chi
Gohan, Videl, & Pan
Goten & Nina (who was pregnant with Emiyo)
Piccolo
Dende
Krillin, 18, & Marron
17, Himawari Toby-18 & their two adopted children
Master Roshi
Yamcha, Yuko (who was pregnant with Yukina), Yami-13, & Yukito
Grandma & Grandpa
Aunt Tights
It's honestly not that bad here. Sure, it took a lot of getting used to, but:
This is where I rented my first house on my own—with the boys.
It's where I'm working on buying my first and hopefully only home out in the country.
This is where Kobe, Phoenix, Ryo, Tatsu, and Miku were born.
This is where Bulla met her boyfriend, Leriac, and where Pan met her boyfriend, Daikon.
This is where Goten and his now-wife, Nina, had Emiyo, Natsu, and Mina.
This is where Krillin, Marron, Himawari, Toby & 17 & Himawari's adopted children, became androids (& surprisingly enough, they like it)
This is where Marron met and married Mushu and had their children Lazuli, 3, and Lapis, 7 months—both named after their mom and uncle's human names.
This is where Yamcha and his fiancé, Yuko, had Yukina and Yuri.
Master Roshi is still the same old Master Roshi we know, and love hits on and gets rejected by several different girls in one day—every day. (It's disturbing, sad, & hilarious all rolled into one)
Ultimately, this place is pretty much like Earth.
Every now and then, when people aren't being born, new people are brought in.
If anyone is fighting to kill, there are consequences—and they're not pretty.
I suppose the only thing that sucks about it here is the cold: we have Winter, Fall, and Spring.
Winter lasts six months, while Fall and Spring are three months each.
The kids love the winter months; they love the snow.
We don't see 17 and his family too often as they live on a small island inhabited by endangered animals from all over. The island is the only place in this entire—world or whatever that gets all three seasons at once—well, the weather that comes with those seasons anyway.
We don't see Grandma, Grandpa, or Aunt Tights much either. Grandpa is usually busy coming up with new discoveries. Grandma's generally doing whatever it is she does. And Aunt Tights—well, if she's not on dates with random guys, she's trying to figure out how to escape back to Earth.
There's always someone trying to escape. It never works, and they go to their day-to-day lives before trying again.
We see Piccolo and Dende every day—when they're not meditating under a waterfall they found. They absolutely love it here. No, seriously; they love it here.
Dad, Goku, and Krillin spar every day.
Mom, Chi-Chi, and 18 complain about their husbands training all the damn time.
Gohan, Goten, and I train here and there. But for the most part, we spend time with our families.
The only person we see daily we wish we didn't was Yamcha's fiancé.
Don't get me wrong or anything, we all get along for the most part. It's Yuko none of us like. She's self-centered and has a huge ego; she's always putting Yamcha and even her kids down. She doesn't like any of them. She never expected to be with him this long.
Poor Yamcha is raising all four of his kids on his own. And while he criticized me for having Botan so young, he's apologized and has asked for help on multiple occasions. And I help him; I give him tips and all that. I also try to help him with breaking up with that bitch.
But anyway… Moving on.
Mai, because she was with me, was changed into a full Saiyan. And when it was said we gained immortality, whoever trapped us in this new world meant we stopped aging at a certain age. And then once someone reached a certain age, it was decided if they lived or not.
It's sad because I loved Mai, and she wasn't one of the ones to get to survive.
She wasn't the only one either:
Aunt Tights lost her lover.
Pan lost four of her best friends and a previous boyfriend.
Bulla lost several friends and shopping malls (there are plenty of different shopping areas, but there aren't any malls here).
Botan and Taiyo lost friends (Katsuki was just a baby, so this is all he's known).
Several people lost family: children, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, siblings—someone close to them.
For the most part, most have moved on; there are few who can't, though.
I am so thankful I still have my family.
People tell us we're lucky.
Lucky? No, not for this. This was payment.
I mean, I can't just tell people that. But this is what that is.
However, some people do know about us. They always ask if we could go back and do it all over, would we? Would we do something different?
My answer is always the same: No. No, I would not go back and do it all over again. No, I would not do something different.
Yes, I've made mistakes, and I sure as hell did spiral out of control. But I had three boys, who, even through all my stupidity, came first.
At the time, we did what we thought best for our families, Earth, and the people of Earth.
My family came first and will always come first.
And to add to my answer, even though I made mistakes, my kids are not any of them. I had three miracles when I came here, and I gained five more.
If I ever went back to change anything, I'd lose them—and in all honesty: I couldn't imagine my life without any of them. They are and will always be my world.
But as I said, Mai became a full Saiyan; that makes Botan full Saiyan. People sometimes forget that. And that's understandable. Even though those who weren't full Saiyan or not Saiyan at all, who were turned full Saiyan still carry their human tendencies.
Most of the time, people ask if we're sure Botan's full Saiyan is because he doesn't have dark spiky hair or black eyes.
Hoshiko was or is a Star Child; she was born of the stars. Because we broke up and all that—and she's on Earth, I don't know if she's alive or not.
Taiyo and Katsuki are half Saiyan and half Star Child.
From what I understand, Momo was an Angle who was pushed from her home by some bullies and lost her wings. So technically speaking, I guess she was technically a Fallen Angel.
Kobe is half Saiyan and half Fallen Angel. He's supposed to have a choice once he's sixteen to ascend to the Heavens or wherever Momo was from originally. However, she put her foot down and told them no because she didn't want him treated how she was treated—like she was nothing compared to the ones who caused all the trouble.
Rose, I thought, was human, but she was actually a shapeshifter; that's pretty much how she got away with stalking me.
We did a special DNA test on Phoenix and found out that he's a full Saiyan with shapeshifting abilities.
Kayda was also a shapeshifting witch—which is how she, for the most part, got away with all the crimes she committed.
Ryo and Tatsu are half wizards and half Saiyan with the ability to shapeshift.
Phoenix, Ryo, and Tatsu all know not to shapeshift unless it's an emergency.
*Sigh…* Oh, how I can't wait until they reach middle school and high school where they have to do tests—or something along those lines.
And now, I have Miku, who is half Saiyan and half Tsukiko.
"What? I didn't say it was bad thing! I love these boys more than anything. Jeez… I didn't mean to offend or anything." Dad shot, holding his head.
"It's ok; we understand. Yes, Botan and Phoenix are the only full Saiyans. Full, half, whatever; they're all mine." I replied, causing Mom to gush before attacking me with a hug—with the waterworks.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Someone was frantically knocking at the door.
"Who could that be, I wonder?" Mom asked, letting me go.
"No. Stay." I told the boys, walking to the door.
I looked out the window to get a huge shock.
"Sora?" I asked, confused, before opening the door.
Normal P.O.V.:
"Trunks… Thank God, I found you." She breathed, looking at Trunks.
"Sora—are you ok? What brings you here? What's wrong? What's going on? Is Miku ok?" Trunks frantically asked when he saw Sora—and just how she was speaking; it freaked him out.
"Yeah, we're fine. Sorry; I didn't mean to freak you out." Sora apologized, looking at Trunks.
"Ok… So what brings you here?" Trunks asked again.
"I know you're not supposed to take Miku until Sunday, but would you mind taking her today—like right now?" Sora asked, looking directly at a shocked Trunks.
"I'm really sorry. I have a reason; really, I do. My "parents" found me—and found out about Miku; they're coming to find me and her and take us back to the moon. I couldn't stand it up there—couldn't stand them being over controlling or letting me out to do whatever. That's why I came to Earth. You sighed all the papers a few days ago—and a judge officiated it. However, that won't matter to my parents unless you have guardianship over Miku this instant. They will be to Earth in four hours. I need to be gone by then—and Miku needs to be with her father, so they can't take and lock her up to be whatever it is they want her to be. I only have a head's up because of a very good friend of mine. Please, Trunks. Please. If not for me; do it for Miku. I don't have a whole lot, but I can pay you. I-I have $1,493 that I can give you now. And then when I start working, I can get you mo—" Sora begged and pleaded after explaining everything—even offering to pay him.
"Stop. Just breathe. I'll take her whenever you want me to; you just have to tell me. No, I wasn't expecting this, but if it keeps her safe, I'll take her. I would've taken her yesterday—or the day before. Whenever I could legally take and keep her, I would've—or will. I'll just have to go out and buy her what she needs. Don't worry about any of that. And keep your money; it's fine. You remember my boys? These are my parents, Bulma and Vegeta." Trunks calmly but sternly told Sora.
"Ok. Thank you so much. And don't worry about necessities for her too much; I have all her things except for her crib. That was the only thing I couldn't fit into the car. And please, I insist. I said one thing and then changed it at last second. Use it for Miku." Sora stated right away, insisting he take the money; she was not backing down.
"No; thank you. This does mean a lot. Fine, but when you get wherever, don't worry about us; we'll be fine." Trunks replied, not backing down either.
"Ok. I'll get Bud and we'll get her things. She fell asleep about half an hour ago—once the car started. Hold on." Sora agreed before informing and finally bending down; she stood back up with a car seat and a diaper bag.
"Ok… I changed her diaper about an hour or so ago. Most of her outfits are just animal onesies—as that's the only thing I can get her to wear without her screaming. She does have other outfits, but she doesn't seem to like wearing them. This has a few diapers, wipes, and such. I'm unsure how many there actually are, but one of her boxes as a few things of new diapers and one already open. There are also a few unopen and open things of wipes. One box has her soaps, creams, and stuff like that. Umm… Oh, and as of last night—maybe this morning, she has a single tooth in the way back of her mouth. Oh, that's right; all her paperwork, officiated and signed by the judge is in her diaper bag as well—along with a bunch of other information from her doctors. All of her doctors know what's going on and that you're getting custody. They understand that you may have a different doctor, but they'd like to see her one more time and meet you if possible. I'm so sorry about all of this. I'm sorry I wasn't strong enough to keep my word and do this on my own." Sora rambled on about Miku's things until she started apologizing again.
"Sora, it's fine. I appreciate this more than you'll ever know. And honestly, fifty/fifty custody would've been fine; it would've given you a break." Trunks stopped Sora, sternly informing her.
"No. No, thank you, but I don't know if I'm really mother material. Maybe I'm not ready; I don't know. I tried and I failed—miserably. I don't know what I'm doing. All she does is scream, sleep, scream, eat, scream, pee, poop, throw up, and scream some more—and I never what she wants. It'd be so much easier if she could talk. She screams and I don't know if she's hungry, tired, dirty, or gassy. I can't sleep or think; I can't take it anymore." Sora replied, becoming emotional.
"Ok. It's ok. At least you know this; you have nothing to be sorry about. Maybe in the future, you and Bud can have and raise a child together." Trunk calmly yet firmly told Sora.
"Thank you. Well, she's all yours. I'd better go help Bud." Sora replied, handing Trunks the car seat and diaper bag.
"Give me a minute, and I'll be out to help. And if it's easier or whatever, you can just set everything on the ground; I'll just put it all in my car." Trunks calmly told Sora, bringing Miku in, and set her behind the couch.
"DO NOT wake her." Trunks warned his sons and Bulma; Vegeta was already outside, helping.
"Can I help?" The boys asked, looking at Trunks.
"Umm… Botan, Taiyo, Katsuki, and Kobe; you four can help. Phoenix, Ryo, and Tatsu, stay here with your sister and Grandma; you three are just a little too small to be lifting boxes and such. I got a different important job for you three. You three stay and watch your sister: make sure Grandma doesn't try to wake her. Ok?" Trunks told his sons, looking at each of them.
"Yes!" Phoenix and Tatsu happily exclaimed while Ryo just smiled…
I looked up all of Trunks's children's names. So if you're interested:
Botan-Peony or Button
Taiyo-Sun
Katsuki-Moon
Kobe-A type of beef
Phoenix-Dark Red
Ryo-Dragon
Tatsu-Dragon
Miku-Beautiful Sky