CHAPTER ELEVEN
The video clip ended and everyone in the room sat back with their own thoughts.
Is that what could have happened?
I never knew how brave he really was.
How could he live like that? So many in pain and suffering.
Is that why he is so distanced from me?
No wonder he has had a hard time adjusting.
He's had it so rough.
"THUNK-THUNK!"
They all jumped and turned to see Mirai Trunks in the door way. Two papper sacks hit the floor and he stood there, fists clenched and a look of pure betrayle on his cold featured face.
"If you wanted to know about my past," Mirai no Trunks said in a low voice. "you should have asked. Instead of breaking into my computer."
"It's not like that dear," Bulma said quietly. She stood up and walked over to him. "I needed those file-" she place her hand on his shoulder and he shook it off.
"And you couldn't wait five minutes for me to come back!?" Mirai asked. He looked away from her and everyone else. He had that same distant look on his face he had when he first came there. He looked down letting his bangs to cover his eyes so no one could see his expression. "Those were my personal files and you had no right to look at them." He ki rose.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Pan asked quietly.
"What?" Mirai sneered. "That I was nearly killed a hundred or so times by your best friends mom? No thank you."
"Why do you have these tapes?" Goku asked. "Why do you still have them?"
Mirai was silent for a minute. He stepped more into the room, still keeping his head hung low. "Mom-my mom wanted to keep an eye on me whenever I went off to fight the androids. She was afraid that if I was seriously wounded no one would know about it. How else do you think I survived that blast?" He stopped and remembered how worried she was each time he came back, even from a food run. "She always kept an eye on me. Even when I was trained by Gohan. The tapes proved to help me more than she thought. I was able to study them and learn what I did wrong and adapt to their moves. Not enough to beat them, just enough to live."
For the next few days everyone was tense. They blamed it on the upcomming full moon. It was Friday afternoon and a day before the full moon, the same day Trunks was to meet Pan and Bra was to go to the party. Everyone was buried in their own thoughts.
Especialy on Mirai no Trunks. He sat up in his room drawing pictures in his sketch book. He looked at the three pictures. The first was of Marron as she stood up on a ladder painting. The next was her in a long white gown dancing in a flower feild. The other was her again, this time just a face portrat.
Trunks sighed and tossed down his pen. He was noticeing a pattern. He still hadn't talked to anyone since they saw the tapes. Maybe it was time he talked to someone who he hoped would understand. He opened up his window and flew out to the closest flower shop, then headed for the the sea.
He flew over a pack of playful dolphins and closed in on the small island Krillen and 18 made there house. Trunks hit the sand and knocked on the door.
"It's open!" Krillen called.
Trunks walked in and saw Krillen reading the newpaper while trying to mix something in a bowl. He wore a pink frilly apron. He looked up and smiled.
"What's shaken?" he asked.
Trunks laughed a bit. "What are you doing?"
"Hey," Krillen said. "Just wait till you're married and have to cook weird concoxions for your wife."
"That reminds me. Where is Marron?" Trunks asked.
Krillen looked at him and wondered, Why does a pregnante wife remind Trunks of his daughter? "She is with 18 upstairs. Go on up."
"Thanks man." Trunks said running up the stairs. It wasn't hard to find them, he went into the nursury and stopped. 18 laid on her back on the floor and Marron was singing to her buldging belly. Trunks heard of this. That if you sing to your baby before it is born, it is born smarter and makes the birthing prossess easier. He stood there and listened.
(Hush little baby don't say a word
Sister's going to buy you a mockingbird.
If that mocking bird won't sing
Sister's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass
Sister's going to buy you a looking glass.
If that looking glass gets broke
Sister's going to buy you a billy goat.
If that billy goat won't pull
Sister's going to buy you a cart and bull.
If that cart and bull falls down
You'll still be the sweetest baby in town.)
Marron ended her song and saw 18 looking at Trunks. She stood up and smoothed out her pink skirt and cleared her throat. "What are you doing here?"
He held out a small bouque of white large petaled flowers. "They are gardenias." he explained. "Krillen told me that they were your favorite once."
She took them and smelled their sweet scent. Marron smiled at him forgetting that she should be upset with him chosing Pan. Forgetting that he might still hold a grudge against her mother. Forgetting everything but his eyes.
"Can we talk?" Trunks asked. He smiled hopefully.
"Sure." she said. They went outside and he carefully flew her over to the next island. He set her down softly.
"I don't think I'll ever get use to flying." Marron said sitting onto a rock.
Trunks sat down on the ground next to her. "How come you aren't a fighter anyway?"
"Well mom and dad didn't want me to get hurt. I'm sort of my dads pride and joy. His little girl." Marron said. "It's not like I am entirely weak though. Dad showed me some basic self-deffence moves and I am slightly stronger than the adverage human."
"Well with the strongest human as a father and an advanced android as a mother, it's almost expected." Trunks smile fell from his face. "Marron, there is something I have to tell you."
"Is it about what we saw yesterday?" she asked quietly.
"Yes." Trunks said. "I haven't been able to talk to anyone at all about what it was really like in my time, except when I warned Goku. But that I had to tell." He sat up and rested his elbows on his knees. "The first time I came back was over twenty years ago your time. All I wanted was to kill the androids as the killed Gohan. Being rejected by my father was one of the perks.
"For years I trained. Preparing myself for going back in time. At first I didn't even want to. I wanted to beat them on my own. But my mom was so stubborn she insisted I go back. Gohan was already dead and it pushed me to go super sayjin. But I still couldn't stop them. They attacked without mercy. Homes, shelters, cities, even children at recess. The second time I came here I finaly learned what I thought my father really was. A crule heartless bastard. It wasn't untill I was killed by Cell did he notice me. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When the pair 19 and 20 were destroyed I figured all we needed to do now was kill 17 and 18. Then came 16 and Cell. In all the comotion I noticed that 17 and 18 were stronger than they were in my time. What I didn't notice was that Krillen was falling in love with 18. If I had known, I never would have let Bulma give Krillen the control. I would have given it to Gohan or Tienshinhan, someone who I knew would kill her. Krillen ended up smashing the controler instead of 18. As if that wasn't bad enough, Cell became perfect. I'm sure you know the rest."
Marron nodded weakly. "I know."
Trunks stood up with his back to her. "When I was wished back to life and discovered 18 lived and Krillen didn't want her destroyed I wanted to kill him too. How could he love that cold peice of metal? That's all she was to me. Machine, woman, android, murdurer. I honestly was afraid to come back here a see Krillen heartbroken." He turned and faced her. "But then I met you. Finding out than 18 was capable of co-creating a beautiful child helped me understand that time changes. Gohan is different, I'm different." He paused. "And 18 is different as well."
Marron ran up and hugged him tightly. She was never so happy.
"Promise me Marron," Trunks said into her hair. "that we will be friends no matter what."
He means even after he is with Pan, Marron thought. She pulled back slightly and nodded. "No matter what!" She stepped out of his embrace. "I want you to know that I know about you and Pan."
Trunks looked at her like she just hit him in the gut. "Wh-wh-wh-wh-at?"
Marron forced a laugh. "She showed me the note. Very romantic."
"Wait! I can explain all of this-"
"No need. I'm glad. You and Pan make a good couple." Marron said trying to sound cheerful. "Tomorrow I'll be sure to leave to two of you alone."
"But I . . . I'll fly you home." Trunks picked her up and took her back to her house. I'm going to kill Chibi.
The next and final chapter; FULL MOON!!!
I will get it out As Soon As Possible!!
The video clip ended and everyone in the room sat back with their own thoughts.
Is that what could have happened?
I never knew how brave he really was.
How could he live like that? So many in pain and suffering.
Is that why he is so distanced from me?
No wonder he has had a hard time adjusting.
He's had it so rough.
"THUNK-THUNK!"
They all jumped and turned to see Mirai Trunks in the door way. Two papper sacks hit the floor and he stood there, fists clenched and a look of pure betrayle on his cold featured face.
"If you wanted to know about my past," Mirai no Trunks said in a low voice. "you should have asked. Instead of breaking into my computer."
"It's not like that dear," Bulma said quietly. She stood up and walked over to him. "I needed those file-" she place her hand on his shoulder and he shook it off.
"And you couldn't wait five minutes for me to come back!?" Mirai asked. He looked away from her and everyone else. He had that same distant look on his face he had when he first came there. He looked down letting his bangs to cover his eyes so no one could see his expression. "Those were my personal files and you had no right to look at them." He ki rose.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Pan asked quietly.
"What?" Mirai sneered. "That I was nearly killed a hundred or so times by your best friends mom? No thank you."
"Why do you have these tapes?" Goku asked. "Why do you still have them?"
Mirai was silent for a minute. He stepped more into the room, still keeping his head hung low. "Mom-my mom wanted to keep an eye on me whenever I went off to fight the androids. She was afraid that if I was seriously wounded no one would know about it. How else do you think I survived that blast?" He stopped and remembered how worried she was each time he came back, even from a food run. "She always kept an eye on me. Even when I was trained by Gohan. The tapes proved to help me more than she thought. I was able to study them and learn what I did wrong and adapt to their moves. Not enough to beat them, just enough to live."
For the next few days everyone was tense. They blamed it on the upcomming full moon. It was Friday afternoon and a day before the full moon, the same day Trunks was to meet Pan and Bra was to go to the party. Everyone was buried in their own thoughts.
Especialy on Mirai no Trunks. He sat up in his room drawing pictures in his sketch book. He looked at the three pictures. The first was of Marron as she stood up on a ladder painting. The next was her in a long white gown dancing in a flower feild. The other was her again, this time just a face portrat.
Trunks sighed and tossed down his pen. He was noticeing a pattern. He still hadn't talked to anyone since they saw the tapes. Maybe it was time he talked to someone who he hoped would understand. He opened up his window and flew out to the closest flower shop, then headed for the the sea.
He flew over a pack of playful dolphins and closed in on the small island Krillen and 18 made there house. Trunks hit the sand and knocked on the door.
"It's open!" Krillen called.
Trunks walked in and saw Krillen reading the newpaper while trying to mix something in a bowl. He wore a pink frilly apron. He looked up and smiled.
"What's shaken?" he asked.
Trunks laughed a bit. "What are you doing?"
"Hey," Krillen said. "Just wait till you're married and have to cook weird concoxions for your wife."
"That reminds me. Where is Marron?" Trunks asked.
Krillen looked at him and wondered, Why does a pregnante wife remind Trunks of his daughter? "She is with 18 upstairs. Go on up."
"Thanks man." Trunks said running up the stairs. It wasn't hard to find them, he went into the nursury and stopped. 18 laid on her back on the floor and Marron was singing to her buldging belly. Trunks heard of this. That if you sing to your baby before it is born, it is born smarter and makes the birthing prossess easier. He stood there and listened.
(Hush little baby don't say a word
Sister's going to buy you a mockingbird.
If that mocking bird won't sing
Sister's going to buy you a diamond ring.
If that diamond ring turns brass
Sister's going to buy you a looking glass.
If that looking glass gets broke
Sister's going to buy you a billy goat.
If that billy goat won't pull
Sister's going to buy you a cart and bull.
If that cart and bull falls down
You'll still be the sweetest baby in town.)
Marron ended her song and saw 18 looking at Trunks. She stood up and smoothed out her pink skirt and cleared her throat. "What are you doing here?"
He held out a small bouque of white large petaled flowers. "They are gardenias." he explained. "Krillen told me that they were your favorite once."
She took them and smelled their sweet scent. Marron smiled at him forgetting that she should be upset with him chosing Pan. Forgetting that he might still hold a grudge against her mother. Forgetting everything but his eyes.
"Can we talk?" Trunks asked. He smiled hopefully.
"Sure." she said. They went outside and he carefully flew her over to the next island. He set her down softly.
"I don't think I'll ever get use to flying." Marron said sitting onto a rock.
Trunks sat down on the ground next to her. "How come you aren't a fighter anyway?"
"Well mom and dad didn't want me to get hurt. I'm sort of my dads pride and joy. His little girl." Marron said. "It's not like I am entirely weak though. Dad showed me some basic self-deffence moves and I am slightly stronger than the adverage human."
"Well with the strongest human as a father and an advanced android as a mother, it's almost expected." Trunks smile fell from his face. "Marron, there is something I have to tell you."
"Is it about what we saw yesterday?" she asked quietly.
"Yes." Trunks said. "I haven't been able to talk to anyone at all about what it was really like in my time, except when I warned Goku. But that I had to tell." He sat up and rested his elbows on his knees. "The first time I came back was over twenty years ago your time. All I wanted was to kill the androids as the killed Gohan. Being rejected by my father was one of the perks.
"For years I trained. Preparing myself for going back in time. At first I didn't even want to. I wanted to beat them on my own. But my mom was so stubborn she insisted I go back. Gohan was already dead and it pushed me to go super sayjin. But I still couldn't stop them. They attacked without mercy. Homes, shelters, cities, even children at recess. The second time I came here I finaly learned what I thought my father really was. A crule heartless bastard. It wasn't untill I was killed by Cell did he notice me. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When the pair 19 and 20 were destroyed I figured all we needed to do now was kill 17 and 18. Then came 16 and Cell. In all the comotion I noticed that 17 and 18 were stronger than they were in my time. What I didn't notice was that Krillen was falling in love with 18. If I had known, I never would have let Bulma give Krillen the control. I would have given it to Gohan or Tienshinhan, someone who I knew would kill her. Krillen ended up smashing the controler instead of 18. As if that wasn't bad enough, Cell became perfect. I'm sure you know the rest."
Marron nodded weakly. "I know."
Trunks stood up with his back to her. "When I was wished back to life and discovered 18 lived and Krillen didn't want her destroyed I wanted to kill him too. How could he love that cold peice of metal? That's all she was to me. Machine, woman, android, murdurer. I honestly was afraid to come back here a see Krillen heartbroken." He turned and faced her. "But then I met you. Finding out than 18 was capable of co-creating a beautiful child helped me understand that time changes. Gohan is different, I'm different." He paused. "And 18 is different as well."
Marron ran up and hugged him tightly. She was never so happy.
"Promise me Marron," Trunks said into her hair. "that we will be friends no matter what."
He means even after he is with Pan, Marron thought. She pulled back slightly and nodded. "No matter what!" She stepped out of his embrace. "I want you to know that I know about you and Pan."
Trunks looked at her like she just hit him in the gut. "Wh-wh-wh-wh-at?"
Marron forced a laugh. "She showed me the note. Very romantic."
"Wait! I can explain all of this-"
"No need. I'm glad. You and Pan make a good couple." Marron said trying to sound cheerful. "Tomorrow I'll be sure to leave to two of you alone."
"But I . . . I'll fly you home." Trunks picked her up and took her back to her house. I'm going to kill Chibi.
The next and final chapter; FULL MOON!!!
I will get it out As Soon As Possible!!