Mindful Thoughts
A 19 year old boy walked out onto the balcony and leaned against the rail, looking out of the Capsule Corporation building at the sky and the many streets and buildings surrounding the Capsule Corporation building.
The weather was warm even at night time. The warm breeze tugged at the boy's pant and jacket, blowing his shoulder length lavender hair over his face. The boy slowly pushed his hair out of his face with his hand.
The warm breeze made the boy feel so relaxed he didn't even hear footsteps approaching him from behind. The footsteps became louder and louder, but the young boy was oblivious to his friend, who is now standing behind him.
"Hey Trunks," greeted Goku in his usual cheery voice.
At the sound of his name Trunks snapped out of his thoughts and spun around to see Goku smiling at him.
"Hey Goku. What are you doing here?" asked Trunks returning the smile.
"Just passing by. What about you?" asked Goku.
"Just relaxing. Getting some fresh air," replied Goku.
"Good idea. Hey Trunks, do you know where Bulma and Vegeta are? I haven't seen them around for a while," asked Goku.
"Mother went back to her laboratory to work on Android 16. I'm not sure where father is though. Knowing him, he's probably training by himself somewhere," answered Trunks in a low voice.
Sensing that there was a hint of sadness in Trunks' voice Goku walked up to his friend and stood beside him.
"Are you okay, Trunks? You don't sound too good," asked Goku.
"Yeah, I'm fine Goku. I've just got a lot on my mind that's all," replied Trunks.
"Are you worried about the tournament?" questioned Goku.
"No, I'm not. To be honest Goku, the tournament is the last thing on my mind right now. Besides, I'm re-entering the hyperbolic time chamber soon. I can do some training then. Unlike father, I don't think that training out here really helps much. I've just got other things on my mind," answered Trunks.
"Do you feel like talking about them?" smiled Goku.
Trunks turned around the face his elder. He was surprised that Goku wanted to listen to his problems. He didn't know what to say, so he just stared at Goku. Trunks knew that Goku probably wouldn't understand what he's feeling right now, but he knew that he would feel more comfortable talking to someone about his problems whether they understood or not and who else would be better than Goku.
Trunks suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when he realised that he still have not answered Goku. Goku was still smiling at Trunks, waiting for his answer.
"Yeah, I guess it would be good to talk to someone about my problems, but you probably wouldn't understand, Goku," smiled Trunks.
Goku's mile turned into a grin.
"You'll be surprised, Trunks," whispered Goku.
This statement from Goku somehow made Trunks feel that he could trust Goku with anything.
For a few seconds neither Goku or Trunks said anything, both of them waiting for each other to speak first.
"I guess you can say that I'm feeling a bit homesick," replied Trunks.
"You miss Bulma?" asked Goku. Trunks nodded.
"Before I left my world Gohan had already died and the androids were still terrorising my world. I'm just worried that she might be really lonely without me," said Trunks.
"Trunks, your mother is a very strong person. I'm sure that she'll be alright without you for a while. If your mother in your world is anything like the Bulma I know, she'll be just fine. Bulma is a very independent person, just like you, Trunks," comforted Goku.
Trunks smiled at the man whom his mother had told him about for as long as he can remember.
"Thanks Goku," thanked Trunks for Goku's compliment about him and his mother.
Trunks looked back down at the streets and suddenly he saw something that made him smile.
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This is the first part of my first DBZ fan fiction. Maybe I'll write up the second part after I receive some reviews. Thanks for reading and please review. ^_^
A 19 year old boy walked out onto the balcony and leaned against the rail, looking out of the Capsule Corporation building at the sky and the many streets and buildings surrounding the Capsule Corporation building.
The weather was warm even at night time. The warm breeze tugged at the boy's pant and jacket, blowing his shoulder length lavender hair over his face. The boy slowly pushed his hair out of his face with his hand.
The warm breeze made the boy feel so relaxed he didn't even hear footsteps approaching him from behind. The footsteps became louder and louder, but the young boy was oblivious to his friend, who is now standing behind him.
"Hey Trunks," greeted Goku in his usual cheery voice.
At the sound of his name Trunks snapped out of his thoughts and spun around to see Goku smiling at him.
"Hey Goku. What are you doing here?" asked Trunks returning the smile.
"Just passing by. What about you?" asked Goku.
"Just relaxing. Getting some fresh air," replied Goku.
"Good idea. Hey Trunks, do you know where Bulma and Vegeta are? I haven't seen them around for a while," asked Goku.
"Mother went back to her laboratory to work on Android 16. I'm not sure where father is though. Knowing him, he's probably training by himself somewhere," answered Trunks in a low voice.
Sensing that there was a hint of sadness in Trunks' voice Goku walked up to his friend and stood beside him.
"Are you okay, Trunks? You don't sound too good," asked Goku.
"Yeah, I'm fine Goku. I've just got a lot on my mind that's all," replied Trunks.
"Are you worried about the tournament?" questioned Goku.
"No, I'm not. To be honest Goku, the tournament is the last thing on my mind right now. Besides, I'm re-entering the hyperbolic time chamber soon. I can do some training then. Unlike father, I don't think that training out here really helps much. I've just got other things on my mind," answered Trunks.
"Do you feel like talking about them?" smiled Goku.
Trunks turned around the face his elder. He was surprised that Goku wanted to listen to his problems. He didn't know what to say, so he just stared at Goku. Trunks knew that Goku probably wouldn't understand what he's feeling right now, but he knew that he would feel more comfortable talking to someone about his problems whether they understood or not and who else would be better than Goku.
Trunks suddenly snapped out of his thoughts when he realised that he still have not answered Goku. Goku was still smiling at Trunks, waiting for his answer.
"Yeah, I guess it would be good to talk to someone about my problems, but you probably wouldn't understand, Goku," smiled Trunks.
Goku's mile turned into a grin.
"You'll be surprised, Trunks," whispered Goku.
This statement from Goku somehow made Trunks feel that he could trust Goku with anything.
For a few seconds neither Goku or Trunks said anything, both of them waiting for each other to speak first.
"I guess you can say that I'm feeling a bit homesick," replied Trunks.
"You miss Bulma?" asked Goku. Trunks nodded.
"Before I left my world Gohan had already died and the androids were still terrorising my world. I'm just worried that she might be really lonely without me," said Trunks.
"Trunks, your mother is a very strong person. I'm sure that she'll be alright without you for a while. If your mother in your world is anything like the Bulma I know, she'll be just fine. Bulma is a very independent person, just like you, Trunks," comforted Goku.
Trunks smiled at the man whom his mother had told him about for as long as he can remember.
"Thanks Goku," thanked Trunks for Goku's compliment about him and his mother.
Trunks looked back down at the streets and suddenly he saw something that made him smile.
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This is the first part of my first DBZ fan fiction. Maybe I'll write up the second part after I receive some reviews. Thanks for reading and please review. ^_^