Wasn't meant to be 7
For now, Bulma had been driving for nearly an hour and still she hadn't found Trunks. She was beginning to fear the worse for her son. Suddenly she remembered a place that she has not yet checked.
"The forest," whispered Bulma to herself. "How could I have forgotten the forest? Trunks loves going to the forest!" exclaimed Bulma. Quickly she sped off in the direction of the forest. As she approached the forest, Bulma was glad that it was summer, hence, the sky was still rather bright. She hopped out of the car and ran into the forest. Bulma search every cave and every river. She called out her son's name repeatedly, but never got a reply. Bulma was about to leave when she spotted a small figure curled up on the ground. Quietly Bulma tiptoed towards the figure. When she was about five meters away she recognised the figure as being her son.
"Oh my God! Trunks!" screamed Bulma, running over to her child. Bulma knelt down beside her son and shook his shoulders.
"Trunks? Trunks, don't you dare be pulling this on me!" yelled Bulma, her eyes filled with tears. Gently, Bulma turned her son around, so that she could see him in full view. When she did so she gasped and took a step back. Her son's hair was covered in dirt, his face, arms and legs were all bruised and there was a dried up stream of blood leading from his mouth down to his chin. His top was torn and had several bloodstains on it and his pants were ripped.
Bulma clasped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Trunks," whispered Bulma. She checked his pulse and put her finger in front of his nostrils to check whether her son was breathing or not. Bulma sighed a breath of relieve when she realised that Trunks' heart was beating and that he was breathing. Gently, she lifted her son into her arms and carried him back to the car. Trunks was heavier than Bulma thought, but she wasn't about to give up now. Bulma bent down to look at her son and she almost smiled looking at her son's peaceful face. Slowly she bent down and kissed Trunks on the forehead. When they finally reached the car, Bulma carefully laid her son down in the seat beside her. Bulma got into her own seat and sped home. She held onto her son's hand tightly, afraid that if she let go she would lose her only son. After what seemed like forever they finally made it back to Capsule Corporation. Once again, Bulma carried her son into her house. She kicked open the front door abruptly since it was unlocked. She carried Trunks straight to his bedroom, but halfway she met Vegeta. She turned and glared at Vegeta the same way Trunks had. At first Vegeta just looked at Bulma with an expressionless face, but when he saw Trunks, bruised and unconscious in Bulma's arms his eyes widened in shock. Vegeta had no idea that he had injured his son so badly. Bulma walked past Vegeta and carried her son up the stairs to his bedroom. She set her son down on his bed. She changed him into his pyjamas and tucked him in, before she carried his clothes to the laundry. On her way, Vegeta approached her.
"Bulma, Im" began Vegeta awkwardly.
"Save it, Vegeta," interrupted Bulma and she walked away.
**********
Hey everyone. Sorry that it took me so long to put up this chapter. I really hope that you like this chapter and please review it. ^_^
For now, Bulma had been driving for nearly an hour and still she hadn't found Trunks. She was beginning to fear the worse for her son. Suddenly she remembered a place that she has not yet checked.
"The forest," whispered Bulma to herself. "How could I have forgotten the forest? Trunks loves going to the forest!" exclaimed Bulma. Quickly she sped off in the direction of the forest. As she approached the forest, Bulma was glad that it was summer, hence, the sky was still rather bright. She hopped out of the car and ran into the forest. Bulma search every cave and every river. She called out her son's name repeatedly, but never got a reply. Bulma was about to leave when she spotted a small figure curled up on the ground. Quietly Bulma tiptoed towards the figure. When she was about five meters away she recognised the figure as being her son.
"Oh my God! Trunks!" screamed Bulma, running over to her child. Bulma knelt down beside her son and shook his shoulders.
"Trunks? Trunks, don't you dare be pulling this on me!" yelled Bulma, her eyes filled with tears. Gently, Bulma turned her son around, so that she could see him in full view. When she did so she gasped and took a step back. Her son's hair was covered in dirt, his face, arms and legs were all bruised and there was a dried up stream of blood leading from his mouth down to his chin. His top was torn and had several bloodstains on it and his pants were ripped.
Bulma clasped her hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming. Streams of tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Trunks," whispered Bulma. She checked his pulse and put her finger in front of his nostrils to check whether her son was breathing or not. Bulma sighed a breath of relieve when she realised that Trunks' heart was beating and that he was breathing. Gently, she lifted her son into her arms and carried him back to the car. Trunks was heavier than Bulma thought, but she wasn't about to give up now. Bulma bent down to look at her son and she almost smiled looking at her son's peaceful face. Slowly she bent down and kissed Trunks on the forehead. When they finally reached the car, Bulma carefully laid her son down in the seat beside her. Bulma got into her own seat and sped home. She held onto her son's hand tightly, afraid that if she let go she would lose her only son. After what seemed like forever they finally made it back to Capsule Corporation. Once again, Bulma carried her son into her house. She kicked open the front door abruptly since it was unlocked. She carried Trunks straight to his bedroom, but halfway she met Vegeta. She turned and glared at Vegeta the same way Trunks had. At first Vegeta just looked at Bulma with an expressionless face, but when he saw Trunks, bruised and unconscious in Bulma's arms his eyes widened in shock. Vegeta had no idea that he had injured his son so badly. Bulma walked past Vegeta and carried her son up the stairs to his bedroom. She set her son down on his bed. She changed him into his pyjamas and tucked him in, before she carried his clothes to the laundry. On her way, Vegeta approached her.
"Bulma, Im" began Vegeta awkwardly.
"Save it, Vegeta," interrupted Bulma and she walked away.
**********
Hey everyone. Sorry that it took me so long to put up this chapter. I really hope that you like this chapter and please review it. ^_^
