Dragonball Z: Lost Dimension

Chapter 6: Work Sucks!

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, the only thing I own is my original characters!

AN: Hello! I am SO sorry! I know this and my other stories took so long to update, my nephew was in the hospital, one of my best friends died, and my step mom was cheating on my father......so all in all, this month has REALLY sucked! I am sorry about this, trust me I know how it feels when your favorite story doesn't update in a LONG time, it bites .

Well anyhoo, on with the story!







Trunks: "You told them nothing.......!"







Trunks frowned deep as he passed some more buildings over, he knew he was getting close, the skyscrapers in the distance told him that clearly. The purple haired Saiyajin lifted his arm, pulled down his sleeve a bit to check his watch. 9:45 am it read, making him increase his speed, if he was to get to the South City Hall at 10:00 am he would have to hurry. Passing more buildings, parks and houses, the eighteen year old fighter saw a small building. White pillars rang from the ground to meet the roof, and in big lettering was the words 'City Hall', he was there.



Suddenly before starting to go down to the ground, Trunks felt a ki, it was distant and sharp. The young Sayiajin concentrated on the power, and it was funny, he already knew who it was.



"Gokien........" Trunks looked down, his brows furrowing, and he knew, he was the one who had caused her this pain. He should have never left.......he should have stayed, and explained himself before leaving.



"You left!"

"There is nothing to ne ashamed of!"

"You have the right to do what you want! You are the heir to the Saiyajin throne!"



Trunks shook his head violently, his brain was wrong.......and he knew it, but what was he to do?! He knew he couldn't do one thing to help Gokien, if he went back he would only anger her, and his mother! The demi Saiyajin closed his eyes, his face contorting as he was ready to cry because of the pain in his heart.........he couldn't go back.



Before he could stop himself, he lowered his energy so that he could start to float down to the earth, putting one foot behind the other, he landed on the roof of the white city hall. Making sure that he had everything he quickly put his hands in his pockets and walked toward the stairs leading down to the hall.



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"Mom!!!!" a girl with coal black hair yelled at a older woman with aqua hair. "Where is he!?"



Bulma looked behind her, swinging her long blue locks from her face. "Please, Honey, he should be here soon."



The girl with the black hair turned to her sister, who was leaning against the white wall, her own aqua hair in small braids around her head. "Bra! What do you say?"



Bra looked at her impatient sister, then smiled a bit to show her braces. "You need to shut the hell up that's all I have to say."



"Bra!" Bulma screeched turning to her older daughter. "What have I told you about that language!?"



Bra put her hands to her side. "But mom-!"



"No buts! I mean it Bura Briefs! One more word like that and I will ground you from the Internet!"



Bra quickly crossed her arms and leaned against the wall again. There was no way she was going to jeaprodize her computer time!



Thong smiled, showing her perfect teeth at her sister. Bra growled but closed her eyes, the younger daughter always wins with the mother, no questions asked.



Suddenly Bra heard something, feet moving closer, it was like she could feel the feet moving, scraping against the ground, it was a funny feeling for her. She opened her eyes and shot her head to the left, just in time to see a boy, no not a boy, a man. A man with purple hair coming their way, his sky blue eyes sparkling as he walked with his hands in his cargo's pockets, his white muscle shirt moving around every sharp muscle on his body as he walked with a quick pace.



Before Bra could say one thing, she saw a blur of blue and red. It was her mom, hugging the life out of the purple haired man. Thong also looked at her mother, who was screaming at the guy, it was strange, she could have sworn that she had seen this man before.



Bulma smiled screeching in the poor guys ears. "Trunks! Trunks! Trunks! Trunks! Oh MY god! I haven't seen you in SO long! I've missed you SO much!!!!"



Bra had to stick one finger in her ear and twist to get that ear to stop ringing. She looked over at Thong who was doing the same thing, only with both her ears. "So THIS is Trunks? My long lost brother?"



Bulma looked to her daughters. "Yes Bra, this is your brother, Trunks Briefs!"



Bra smirked showing Trunks her Vegeta side easily, and Thong, she just bolted to him and hugged just like her mother, which meant Trunks needed air. He smiled down at his sister, hugging her back, not as hard, but just back.

Bulma smiled at her family, it was perfect........but, no she wasn't going to think about HIM! The older woman looked up at the sky. "Thank you god!"



Trunks disengaged with his young sister, then lifted his eyes to look at the other, who was still leaning on the wall. She made no move toward him, she had smiled, but now it was replaced again by a frown. Her aqua hair was braided neatly in rows on her head, coming down to her collarbone nicely. Her clothes screamed "Leave me ALONE!", with her black shirt, which had some words on it, mostly blurred out, probably swears and things like that, her dark blue jeans which wear cut at the knees were a weird fashion statement. Thong on the other hand, her clothes screamed "I am popular, WORSHIP me!" She smiled like her mother, her hair up in a weird exotic ponytail. Her shirt was a pink with a baby blue collar, and as he could see, VERY tight around the chest area. Her light blue bell bottoms also yelled out, with the legs faded out, and fitting tightly coming to the waist LOW.



His mother on the other hand, had a plain red shirt on and some jeans, nothing fancy, nothing low-cut. Just.......motherly clothes, and she smiled richly, Trunks had no clue how his father had angered her enough to make heir kick him out of the house.



"Well, Trunks.......are you ready to see your new home and job?" Bulma asked reaching into her purse and bringing out a cell phone. Bra lifted her hands in the air, and stormed past her mother. "You two are impossible! I swear it! We are a block from Capsule Corp. why call the limo!?"



Before Bulma could correct her daughter, Bra ran off from under the City Hall's roof, out the doors and stopped at the sidewalk. Trunks shrugged and followed her, but not before turning back to his mother walking backwards. "You can take the limo I guess, I'll stay with Bra, 'kay?"



Bulma nodded bringing the cell phone to her ear. Trunks smiled, righted himself, then jogged out to Bra who was already walking. Him being a Super Saiyajin didn't have to wait long in a jog to catch up to his sister.



She looked behind her, lifted her head a bit then looked forward again. "At least you have sense."



Trunks stopped jogging and looked at her. "Nah, I think they're just used to it, that's all."



Bra widened her eyes at him, then frowned. "Yes, well you don't have to live with them. Do you?"



"No," Trunks looked down quickly then back up at her. "But why aren't you like them? I mean you live with them, right?"



"Yes, I do, but I don't like it, it's useless. Why do something when you can find a way with physical strength, it's nuts!"

Trunks chuckled a bit, making Bra look up at him, one eyebrow raised. "What's with you?"



Trunks stopped, looking at her with a smile. "You sound just like dad."



Bra stopped a confused look on her face. "Wha!?"



Trunks covered his mouth quickly. "Forget it!"



Bra frowned deeper, then grabbed his collar bringing his eyes down to meet hers. "What about my father!? Do you know him!?"



Trunks looked at her as if she was insane. "Yes I know our father, didn't mom tell you anything about him?"



Bra's eyes narrowed dangerously. "No, she says nothing." And with that she let him go with a bit of a push, showing she meant business. "Tell me about him."



Trunks raised a eyebrow at her question. "Uh...okay, well he's very mean, rude-."



"NO! Give me everything, his physical appearance, everything." Bra said closing her eyes to the sky, lifting her head swiftly.



Trunks gulped a bit. "Okay, he is pretty short, about 5'8, reddish blackish hair, which looks like it is one big flame, he always wears this old leather jacket, it's wearing down and all rust colored now. He trains a lot, actually every day, he's a great martial artist, muscles everywhere. And he hardly ever smiles, that man has a gaze that could make the evilest man go down to his knees." Trunks looked over at his sister who had actually planted a small smile on her face, making her look like Bulma, her other side. "You're a lot like him actually."



Bra opened her eyes and looked at her older brother. "What do you mean?"



Trunks smirked quickly then raced down to a big smile. "Yeah, when you frown, you look like him."



Bra smirked showing another way she was like Vegeta. "That's a good thing." Then she started walking again.



Trunks shook his head lightly closing his eyes, then opened them again, walking infront of her only to hear her scream. "What!?"



Bra had a huge frightened look on her face. "Y...yo....you! YOU HAVE A TAIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"



Trunks looked down to see his brownish/purplish tail swinging around behind him. "DAMN! No Bra! Wait a sec!"



Bra screamed then grabbed the tail yanking hard, pulling Trunks off his feet to the ground. "OUCH!!!!!!!!!! GOD DAMN BRA STOP!!!!!"



She quickly jumped on top of him, grabbing his hair and pulling back hard. "Who are YOU!?!?!?!"



Trunks winced as his hair was pulled. "I'm Trunks!"



Bra growled low in her throat. "I don't believe you!"



Trunks quickly grabbed her legs with his, flipping her over, and pinning her down by the wrists. "STOP! I am Trunks, hasn't mom told you ANYTHING!? About DAD! About Sayiajins!? About Vegeta-sei, Goku, Cell, or Freiza!?"



Bra looked frightened but shook her head from side to side.



"DAMMIT! Well you need to know!" Trunks growled sharply, his tail bushing up a bit in the tip. Bra frowned a bit, then struggled against his hands her wrists starting to loose feeling in them.



"BRA!!!!!!! TRUNKS!!!!!" Screamed Bulma from a long black limo Thong with her head out the sun roof. She almost jumped out of the car and ran to her son and daughter. "What's going on you two!?"



Trunks shook his head, letting Bra go and straightened out to stand firm. "You told them nothing!"

Bulma's eyes widened, realization of the fight dawning on her as she saw her sons extra appendage sticking out. Damn, his mother had said nothing, had told them nothing, he couldn't blame her really, but they needed to know. It's their heritage............who wouldn't want to know where they came from?



Trunks snorted, turned around, and started walking back towards the huge yellow dome in the middle of the city. Shaking his head a bit, he quickened his pace and put his hands in his pockets.



Bulma looked down at the ground, she should have known this would happen. She should have known that Vegeta would NEVER cut his son's tail off, much less not tell him about where he came from. It was clear that Trunks was raised well in the Saiyajin way, becoming very much like them, he looked nothing like Mirai Trunks, nothing at all. His purple hair darker than his kinder counterpart, sticking up different ways, and dyed red at the tips.



Bra glanced at her mother, looked down then turned around, and jogged after Trunks. Thong who was still in the limo sticking her head out of the sun roof, was completely clueless. Bulma watched her daughter and son walk off, then her herself got back in the stretch limo.



*~*~*~*



"Trunks! Wait up!" Bra yelled as she ran after Trunks who was just turning into the Capsule Corp. front walk. She turned the corner herself and bumped right into his back, as he was overwhelmed by the huge dome of his new home.



It was amazing, huge...and amazing. The gigantic yellow dome, with huge black letters across it spelling out "Capsule Corporation" then many links into the huge yards of Capsule Corp. it was just too good to be true. Trunks smiling to himself, not noticing his sister run into him then stand beside him. He had always dreamed of this, he had always tried for this, and, now, he had it.



Bra smiled at her brother, looking with him. He turned his head to her smiling back, then frowning and turning his gaze down to the ground. "What's wrong Trunks?"



The demi-Saiyajin didn't answer, he just kept his eyes to the ground, and didn't move. He already had the worst pain in his heart, he had everything he ever wanted, and yet without Gokien..........it meant nothing to him anymore. It was merely a dream again, it was hardy anything anymore, merely a dream. He sniffed a bit then shook his head violently, he needed to concentrate. He nodded to Bra who looked worriedly at him, then she nodded, and pointed out that the limo was in the driveway.



Trunks smirked as Bra smirked and they both walked into the front entrance of Capsule Corp. paying no attention to the two women.





AN: WHOO! I got it done! Can you believe it? Wait I think you can..... DARN! Well anyway, I am glad to at least get this done! Now on to Celebweth! Then Mirkwood, then Lost Dimension again! ^-^ Bye ALL!

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