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Sorry it took so long to get this part out, but I've had so much to do and not that many people seemed to be reading the fic so I wasn't very motivated to get busy, but I'm so SORRY! And I will try to get the next part out soon but so far I have like two words written for it. Just to clear some things up, yes, I heard that Goku was dead but I tried to set it so that he had just gotten back form the dead, 'k'? Anyways I'm done talking so on with the story! J

Friendship Found (Chapter 3)

Trunks yawned and opened his eyes, only to find himself looking not at the familiar walls of his room but the light metallic walls of the spaceship. Memory came rushing back as he recalled the recent events, the light humming of the ship told him they were still moving, but he had no idea how long he had been asleep.

He jumped off the bed and walk out of the room, pausing to tighten the belt on his dark blue gi. As he looked down the hallway he remembered Goten. He walked over to the door next to his and banged on the hard surface. At first no one answered so he banged harder, then he heard a muffled voice reply, "5 more minutes, Mom, please," before dropping off into the sound of snoring.

Trunks snickered slightly as he pushed the panel that opened the door. Goten was sprawled across the bed, his orange gi twisted around his body. As Trunks watched he let out a moan, and mumbled, "Mmmmm, pizza, and ice cream. Ohh, chips, yumm…" Trunks sighed, couldn't Goten think about anything other then food?

He walked over to the bed, and shook Goten's shoulder slightly but the younger boy simply rolled away from him. Now Trunks was getting annoyed, nobody should be this difficult to wake up, so he decided to try one of his dad's tried and true techniques.

"GET UP YOU LAZY BRAT!!" Goten jerked awake, he moved so fast that he tumbled off the other side of the bed. Trunks heard the loud 'thunk' of Goten hitting the floor, then a moment of silence before a small body shot over the bed and pounced on Trunks.

Trunks found himself looking up at an extremely angry and not quite awake little boy. He couldn't help it, he burst out laughing, desperately trying to breath in the oxygen he needed with Goten sitting on him. Goten, however seemed to see very little that was funny as he glared down at the laughing boy.

"What the heck did you do that for?" he grumbled, as he climbed off Trunks. He rubbed his eyes sleepily, and scratched his head. Trunks was gasping for breath as he tried to stop laughing, he gradually calmed and he looked up at Goten from the floor. A second later he was laughing again.

"That's it!" Goten yelled, he jumped Trunks and two boys rolled around the floor wrestling. They tumbled around the room until they both rolled into the wall and were knocked apart. At first they just laid there until Goten let out a chuckle, soon the chuckle turned into an all out laugh and Trunks joined in. After the unexpected bout of laughter was over Trunks sat up and looked over at Goten, who was still lying on the back on the floor.

Trunks had never had a friend who he could use his full strength on and it was a novel experience. The same thought was running through Goten's mind, sure he had his brother but it wasn't the same as having a kid his own age to play with. Goten pushed himself off the floor and looked over at Trunks, before letting out a loud yawn.

"Alright I'm awake now, so what's happening?" Goten asked. Trunks was opening his mouth to reply when a bell tone rang sounded, and a deep, monotone voice reverberated through the ship.

"Entering atmosphere, please launch landing gear." The tone rang again before the message was repeated and then fell silent. Both boys glanced at each other before jumping to their feet and bolting out the door.

They skidded to a stop when the reached the control room and split up as they each bolted to a chair so they could see the control panel. A few buttons were flashing but nothing looked very obvious.

"Which one do we push?" Goten asked as his eyes darted across the control board.

Trunks paused for a second as he considered the question before he thought of something else. "We don't even know what planet this is, are you sure you want to land on it?"

Goten brow furrowed, "We have to land. It's not like we know how to fly the ship away from the planet."

"Yeah, well we don't know how to launch the landing gear either."

"Yes we do!" Goten yelled as he slammed his hand down on a light blue button with the words 'Autolander' on it.

Trunks cringed when Goten's palm hit the button, expecting something disastrous to happen. Instead, that monotone voice spoke again, "Launching gear, please be seated."

Trunks turned to yell at Goten who was smiling at his success, but with a jerk both boys were shoved back into their seats as the ship landed roughly on the ground.

Goten shook his head slightly, before bounding out of his seat and yelling at Trunks, "Come on Trunks, let's go." He was half way to the door, before Trunks jumped in front of him.

"What do you think you're doing? We don't know anything about this place. Are you insane!?" Trunks yelled. Goten simply stared before shrugging and dodging around Trunks and hitting the panel to open the door.

"Only one way to find out!" he yelled before he darted out of the now open door. Trunks was left standing there with his mouth hanging open. A minute later Goten stuck his head back in the door and looked curiously at Trunks, "You come'n?" he asked, before disappearing from the door again.

Trunks let out a sigh; he wondered if some people were just born with no common sense. With a shrug he ran out the door after the spiky haired boy.

Goten was standing just outside the spaceship and when Trunks looked around he stopped in amazement. There were huge trees a little ways off, they seemed to consist of 4 large leaves that hung down, protectively covering the dark red trunks of the trees, they reminded Trunks of umbrellas. The leaves were a pale blue the contrasted with the light green of the sky. The grass, if it could have been called grass, resembled vines twining across the ground, creating a pattern of dark blue lines.

"Wow," Trunks whispered, Goten nodded silently in agreement.

Trunks took a few steps towards Goten, and noticed that he felt a lot lighter and the ground had a springy feel to it that made him want to see if he could bounce on it. Goten appearing to be wondering the same thing, since he was bouncing slightly.

"What cool ground," Goten said, while bouncing a little harder. Trunks glanced down again and pressed a toe experimentally in the ground. As soon as he removed his toe the ground sprang back lightning fast. He heard a yell from Goten and glanced back up to see to the younger boy gleefully bouncing higher and higher. Each time he touched the ground he would bend his knees and push off with more force.

Trunks watched this for a while before shaking his head. He floated up and waited over the area that Goten was jumping. When Goten took another jump Trunks grabbed him.

"What are you doing Goten?"

Goten stared at Trunks before grinning and rubbing the back of his head, "Don't know. Just having some fun."

"Really?" Trunks grinned evilly, and dropped the unsuspecting boy. Goten didn't even have a chance to fly before he hit the springy ground, hard, on his rear hand, and then bounced. When the bouncing stopped Goten glared up at Trunks, who was laughing so hard he looked like he was going to fall out of the sky.

"It's not that funny," Goten grumbled. "Well now that you stopped my fun, what are we going to do?"

Trunks sobered little although he still had a huge grin on his face; he floated down and landed in front of Goten. "I guess we could go look around. Maybe somebody on this planet will know how to work the spaceship."

Goten nodded and with a flare of ki, the two boys blasted off heading north, and searching the ground for any signs of life.

It was Goten who spotted the being cowering under a purplish bush that resembled a large fern with splashes of aqua on it. Goten stopped immediately, which caught Trunks attention, he glanced down to where Goten was looking and spotted the being almost instantly. Probably because its grey skin clashed horribly with the blue, purple and greens that the environment seem to be made up of.

Both boys looked down at the cowering being, he didn't look very dangerous. With a shrug from Trunks the two boys floated down to land softly on the ground a few feet away from the being. The being didn't glance up at first, so the boys had time to the time to study this new alien.

The being was grey, all over. He, the boys assumed it was a he since there was a distinct masculine feel about him, had four arms that were wrapped around his body as he crouched on the ground. The top arms were delicate and ended in slender hands with seven long delicate fingers. The bottom pair resembled human arms, only a light grey in colour. It was alien was crouched legs that resembled the satyrs of myth, with dark grey fur covering from the waist down. A black cloth, that look vaguely like a loin cloth covered the being from the waist down to the knees and unknown tools dangled from the belt. The face was interesting, the being had a very narrow face with two punctures in the middle, which was probably the nose, and large elfin-like ears on the side of his head, but what was really neat was the fact that the alien had no mouth.

Trunks was still wondering how a creature could survive without a mouth when the alien opened his eyes. Both boys jumped back but the alien didn't attack instead he just looked at the two boys with solemn purple eyes. He seemed to be considering something, and both kids were to unnerved to say anything, when with a grace motion the alien uncurled and stood. Surprisingly he wasn't much taller than the boys and much more slenderer.

Trunks was about to speak, although he realized that with no mouth language was going to be a problem, then shook the thought off when he realized how much like his mother he was getting to like. However, finding something to say didn't turn out to be a problem and a voice spoke up in the depths of Trunks' mind.

You're not he! Trunks shot a glance at Goten to see if he had heard the puzzling comment, and got the answer he needed by the confused expression on Goten's face as he rubbed his head. Standing here was going to achieve anything so Trunks pushed back his shoulders as crossed his arms, and for a moment resembled a chibi Vegeta, before a snicker from Goten made him drop the image.

"Whose he? I'm Trunks and this baka is Goten," The alien stared at them for a moment before nodding and doing a little dance.

You're not he. You're little. He cast a glance at Goten before saying, greetings baka Goten, greetings Trunks. Goten looked offended but Trunks grinned. It seemed at though this alien was a pretty nice guy.

"What's your name?" he asked. The alien shifted his bottom arms so that they crossed across his abdomen and replied.

Malik, the artist. However, the answer seemed to make Malik sad and he hunched over a little, while one of his hands lightly touched the tools that dangled from his belt.

Goten perked up, "An artist, really? What do you do, paint?" Trunks looked at Goten incredulously, Goten grinned sheepishly.

Malik drew himself up, I sculpt the life force, he said. Both Trunks and Goten looked confused, they didn't quite understand what Malik meant when he said life force. The word that had resounded in their minds made them think of ki.

"Life force?" Goten asked uncertainly. Malik cocked his head slightly, as though he didn't quite understand what they meant.

The life force, you are filled with, aren't you artists also? The two boys glanced at each other before Trunks answered.

"No we're fighters." Malik's eyes widened and he took a step back. Fear showed plainly on his face, and his hoofs shifted nervously on the blue grass.

Please don't take any more of my force I can't live without it. Isn't it enough that you warriors have stolen my ability to create? Goten looked surprised but hastened to assure the being that they meant no harm.

"Don't be scared. We fight to protect good and stuff like that. We wouldn't do anything to hurt you," Goten looked pleadingly at Malik. Malik slowly relaxed, he didn't sense anything evil about the boy's life force, actually the dark haired one had a pure life force that would create beautiful art.

Trunks couldn't contain his curiosity anymore; he jumped in and asked loudly, "What happened to you and who is this he you mentioned early?"

Malik shifted slightly, disbelieving that anybody on he planet didn't know about the recent events. About a month ago, an alien appeared on the planet. Now this by itself isn't anything knew, many beings come to trade for our art, but this time the being, who called himself Scatar, didn't want our art but the force we use to create it. He was strong when he arrived but once he drained everybody, we didn't stand a chance. He had us all gather together and has been forcing us to act as his slaves as he brings his soldiers in. He wants to take over the universe, he going to use our planet as a stepping off point before moving on and doing the same to another unfortunate planet. A large tear welled up, glinting golden against the grey skin. He took our ability to create; he destroyed what we are and what we live for. I only escaped because I lived far from our cities, but even I couldn't escape his power to steal my force.

Goten and Trunks listened silently through the whole story. Trunks felt a deep sadness, but it was Goten who felt the need to help. "We'll help you. We'll fight the baka Scatar. We'll save your world and get your power back. Right Trunks?"

Trunks stared open-mouthed all through Goten's declaration. "But…but…"

Goten spun to look at Trunks a huge smile on his face. "Come on Trunks, we'll save the world just like our dads did. We'll be heroes! They'll have feasts to honour us!"

Trunks decided not to mention that these aliens didn't even have mouths, and instead asked, "But Goten, what if he's to strong for us? I thought you wanted to get home?"

Goten brow furrowed, then cleared and he answered with childlike glee, "I don't think he'd be to strong, after all our dads are the two most powerful men in the universe, beside if we help these people maybe they can show us how to make the ship take us home." He turned his big black eyes to Malik, "Right, you'll help us get home won't you?"

Malik nodded solemnly, and Trunks groaned, "Alright, we'll help." Trunks didn't actually think that this Scatar could be even half as strong as his father, so him and Goten shouldn't have any trouble beating him.

"Whoohoo!" Goten yelled as he let out a little leap, "Where is this guy? We can have him beat and be on our way home before the sun sets."

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Yippee!! I finally finished chapter 3, and it wasn't that bad, at least I hope so. I guess I'll need reviews to know for sure. J So please, please review! I need more reviews so that I'll continue this story. I've already finished The Evil Inside, and I still have Separation to work on. Bye, bye for now. Remember to REVIEW!