Author's note: TISSUE ALERT!!! The next two chapters are angst… so grab a box of tissue's if you know what's good for you. ^_^ this also will bring in a bit more MT/P (M. Trunks / Pan)
Disclaimer: NOPE!!! I'm not saying it again…NEVER!!! You will NOT get it out of me! blinks fearfully at the knives okay…I don't own DBZ
Chapter 4
Losing one and getting another
Is not always the way things work
But losing one…can help accept
Accept what they went through
To say Ja Ne
M. Bulma couldn't do it anymore… it had been three months now that they had lived at Capsule Corp. She had hid her sickness from them all for a month. Now she had to confront them, mainly her son. She knew that M. Trunks would insist on making an antidote. M. Bulma felt tears stream down her face, the fact of leaving her boy was unbearable! He was still so young! But she also needed peace, she needed her husband, her Prince, her Vegeta. M. Bulma collapsed on her bed sobbing…the pain was to great! It felt as if her age had doubled, and her heart was giving up hope. She was dying and she knew it…only she wasn't afraid. She forced herself to the kitchen where she found Bulma. She fell into a chair with a loud 'thump' getting her younger self's attention.
"What's wrong?" Bulma asked panicky.
"Get my son." M. Bulma asked, her tears coming in a steady pace now.
Bulma nodded and ran outside, M. Bulma could hear her yells.
"Trunks! Get in here!" She yelled. "Not you! Him!"
M. Bulma smiled in spite of herself.
"What is wrong with you?" Came a husky voice.
"I'm dying…and you're the one who knew." M. Bulma answered.
Vegeta looked stricken,
"Does this mean…she'll die in two years?" He asked.
"Iie." M. Bulma smiled at him, "I'm dying of a broken heart, and of Loneliness. I can't bare to see you and her together…it hurt's too much. I'm not jealous…just ready to go back to my Prince."
Vegeta stared at her he had actually liked her being around. She was another annoying human to upset. He frowned,
"And what of your brat?" He asked.
"Would you please take care of him?" M. Bulma broke down in sobs, "I…can't do it anymore Vegeta! I need you!"
Vegeta stepped back, but realized she wasn't talking to him, but to his dead self…in another dimension. Bulma came back with both boys…M. Trunks ran to his kasan,
"Kasan! What's wrong?" He asked.
"Trunks…take me back home." M. Bulma said.
"We are home kasan!" Trunks said.
M. Bulma shook her head,
"Iie…in the time machine…back to our Old World. I must die there." M. Bulma said.
"Iie! You wont die! You can't die!" M. Trunks began to cry. "An antidote! We'll make one!"
"Iie Trunks…there is no antidote…I'm finished, I need to go back to our time line. So that I can rejoin your tousan." M. Bulma said.
"Kasan! Iie! Don't leave me!" M. Trunks said, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Trunks looked at the two with pity. Why did Mirai Trunks have to go through this? Bulma stared at her older self and her 'other' son. She was dying…Bulma's closest friend was dying!
"Iie, Bulma…there must be an antidote!" Bulma said, her own tears forming.
"I'm sorry Bulma…there isn't." M. Bulma said in a gasp.
At this point Bra walks into the kitchen,
"What's going on?" She asked, she sees M. Bulma and runs to her side, "Bulma what's wrong?"
"Bra honey…I'm sorry I have to leave like this." M. Bulma said through tears.
"Leave? What do you mean?" Bra asked.
"I'm dying, Bra." M. Bulma said quietly.
"Iie…" Bra whispered, a single tear slowly rolling down her cheek. "You can't leave…not now! We…we were going to get manicures, and…and oh Bulma!" Bra threw her arms around M. Bulma's neck. "Please don't leave me."
Bra whispered, M. Bulma patted the young girls head,
"Bra dear…don't worry. I'm going to be with my husband again." She said.