Worlds Apart PART TWO (Chapters 3 and 4)
A Vegeta-Mirai no Trunks Story
By SS4Vegito and SS4Pan (Pan does Disclaimers)
DISCLAIMER: As stated in Part One, I don't own DBZ or any of the characters except for Future Trunks (not really, but hey, a girl can dream, eh?). All I own are a bunch of pictures and action figures and magazines and stuff. And my twisted mind.
You want warnings? Read them in Part One.
You'll want to read Chapter Three and think that it's Trunks' spirit who is there in that dark pit, not his physical self, which is in a Capsule Corp. guest room on a bed with a bunch of worried people around it. Okay? Cool. E-mail what you think to me at BusterSword16@Yahoo.com .
Here we go!
Worlds Apart
Chapter Three
He was confused. What had happened? One minute he was on the ground, and the next he had found himself swathed in darkness in a place of no light, where he found that he was away from his body. He knew then, in a moment of realization, that he was either dead or in a coma. Okay, coma, he decided, since I'd definately know if I was dead.
He tried to call out, but couldn't. He couldn't talk, couldn't hear, couldn't move.
He felt a careful hand on his wrist at one point, feeling for a pulse. All Trunks knew was that he was very tired. His body hurt all over from being beaten so badly. He could hardly breathe.
He felt so weak, and he wanted to cry. How could he let this happen? Had his father wanted this to happen to him, so as to get him out of his hair? Had his father simply not cared? He couldn't be sure, but the thought of his own father not even caring that he never woke up was enough to make the boy want to cry, if he could've.
He felt, suddenly, something on his forhead. He didn't know what. Didn't care. He was tired.
He couldn't focus really on his own thoughts, couldn't even think straight.
He knew that if he fell asleep he would die. He tried to focus, but that just made him more tired.
Finnally he resigned himself to stay awake no matter what.
Worlds Apart
Chapter Four
After showing the guys to the door at four-thirty, Bulma tiredly returned to the guest room, this time holding the boy from the future, who now lay on the bed unconsious's present-time self.
One-year-old baby-Trunks lay fast asleep in his mother's arms, and Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. Soon the day would be over.
Soon she could maybe get some sleep.
She got up to put baby-Trunks in his cradle in the room two doors down from the guest room, then returned.
She tucked her future-son into the covers, putting his head on the pillow.
Then she collapsed in a chair and fell asleep.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Goku, who had decided to follow Vegeta, finally caught up with the Saiyajin prince near a mountain range, where he stood, facing outward towards the mountains.
"Good view?" Goku asked quietly, stepping up nearby Vegeta.
"Go away, Kakkarot." Vegeta said coldly.
"No.. I'm not going to go away, Vegeta-sama." Goku told the prince stubbornly, "Not 'til you tell me why you did that to Trunks during a training session."
"He could have given up." Vegeta said simply, "He didn't."
"Vegeta.. He is your son, and you know well that you'd never give up if you were him to why do you say it's so bad that he didn't? And you punish him for that? That's like killing someone just for being related to you!" Goku reasoned, staring hard at Vegeta, the usual merry grin escaping his face. Vegeta turned to Goku.
"Kakkarot, what I do is not, never has been, and never will be any of your business." The Saiyajin prince said, angry.
"We have to go see Dende. He can help, hai?" Goku suggested.
"No." Vegeta said simply.
"Yes, Vegeta. I don't wanna have to make you." Goku said playfully, a grin on his face.
"Oh, fine. Not like I have anything better to do anyway." Vegeta said quietly, his tone giving away his resentment of the idea.
"Great, let's go!" Goku said happily.
"By Kami how did I get stuck with this moron?!" Vegeta said, launching into the air next to Goku.
=END PART TWO=
Konnichiwa Minna-san! Bulma here! Next time on Dragon Ball Z Worlds Apart, Goku and Vegeta reach Kame's Lookout and try to talk Dende into helping them bring Trunks-kun back! Uh-oh! There's a condition! One of them must win the Heaven's Tournament! Uh-oh! Looks like those two are in for a long ride! Meanwhile, I'm having trouble enough looking after Baby-Trunks but now I have to take care of Mirai no Trunks as well! Will it never stop? I'm starting to think not. Oh well. I just hope everyone ends up okay and that they don't charge Goku and Vegeta's credit cards for loaning those halos!
Please read Worlds Apart Part Three! SAYANORA MINNA-SAN!
A Vegeta-Mirai no Trunks Story
By SS4Vegito and SS4Pan (Pan does Disclaimers)
DISCLAIMER: As stated in Part One, I don't own DBZ or any of the characters except for Future Trunks (not really, but hey, a girl can dream, eh?). All I own are a bunch of pictures and action figures and magazines and stuff. And my twisted mind.
You want warnings? Read them in Part One.
You'll want to read Chapter Three and think that it's Trunks' spirit who is there in that dark pit, not his physical self, which is in a Capsule Corp. guest room on a bed with a bunch of worried people around it. Okay? Cool. E-mail what you think to me at BusterSword16@Yahoo.com .
Here we go!
Worlds Apart
Chapter Three
He was confused. What had happened? One minute he was on the ground, and the next he had found himself swathed in darkness in a place of no light, where he found that he was away from his body. He knew then, in a moment of realization, that he was either dead or in a coma. Okay, coma, he decided, since I'd definately know if I was dead.
He tried to call out, but couldn't. He couldn't talk, couldn't hear, couldn't move.
He felt a careful hand on his wrist at one point, feeling for a pulse. All Trunks knew was that he was very tired. His body hurt all over from being beaten so badly. He could hardly breathe.
He felt so weak, and he wanted to cry. How could he let this happen? Had his father wanted this to happen to him, so as to get him out of his hair? Had his father simply not cared? He couldn't be sure, but the thought of his own father not even caring that he never woke up was enough to make the boy want to cry, if he could've.
He felt, suddenly, something on his forhead. He didn't know what. Didn't care. He was tired.
He couldn't focus really on his own thoughts, couldn't even think straight.
He knew that if he fell asleep he would die. He tried to focus, but that just made him more tired.
Finnally he resigned himself to stay awake no matter what.
Worlds Apart
Chapter Four
After showing the guys to the door at four-thirty, Bulma tiredly returned to the guest room, this time holding the boy from the future, who now lay on the bed unconsious's present-time self.
One-year-old baby-Trunks lay fast asleep in his mother's arms, and Bulma breathed a sigh of relief. Soon the day would be over.
Soon she could maybe get some sleep.
She got up to put baby-Trunks in his cradle in the room two doors down from the guest room, then returned.
She tucked her future-son into the covers, putting his head on the pillow.
Then she collapsed in a chair and fell asleep.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Goku, who had decided to follow Vegeta, finally caught up with the Saiyajin prince near a mountain range, where he stood, facing outward towards the mountains.
"Good view?" Goku asked quietly, stepping up nearby Vegeta.
"Go away, Kakkarot." Vegeta said coldly.
"No.. I'm not going to go away, Vegeta-sama." Goku told the prince stubbornly, "Not 'til you tell me why you did that to Trunks during a training session."
"He could have given up." Vegeta said simply, "He didn't."
"Vegeta.. He is your son, and you know well that you'd never give up if you were him to why do you say it's so bad that he didn't? And you punish him for that? That's like killing someone just for being related to you!" Goku reasoned, staring hard at Vegeta, the usual merry grin escaping his face. Vegeta turned to Goku.
"Kakkarot, what I do is not, never has been, and never will be any of your business." The Saiyajin prince said, angry.
"We have to go see Dende. He can help, hai?" Goku suggested.
"No." Vegeta said simply.
"Yes, Vegeta. I don't wanna have to make you." Goku said playfully, a grin on his face.
"Oh, fine. Not like I have anything better to do anyway." Vegeta said quietly, his tone giving away his resentment of the idea.
"Great, let's go!" Goku said happily.
"By Kami how did I get stuck with this moron?!" Vegeta said, launching into the air next to Goku.
=END PART TWO=
Konnichiwa Minna-san! Bulma here! Next time on Dragon Ball Z Worlds Apart, Goku and Vegeta reach Kame's Lookout and try to talk Dende into helping them bring Trunks-kun back! Uh-oh! There's a condition! One of them must win the Heaven's Tournament! Uh-oh! Looks like those two are in for a long ride! Meanwhile, I'm having trouble enough looking after Baby-Trunks but now I have to take care of Mirai no Trunks as well! Will it never stop? I'm starting to think not. Oh well. I just hope everyone ends up okay and that they don't charge Goku and Vegeta's credit cards for loaning those halos!
Please read Worlds Apart Part Three! SAYANORA MINNA-SAN!
