Vegeta sat silently on a hilltop, watching his younger self and Tybalt train together. They had been here 9 Earth months. Vegeta and Kakkorot had helped them become stronger, while the people of this Vegeta-sei helped them build a time machine.

Bulma had been buried. The child grew.

"Alright, young Prince, go and meditate," Tybalt told his young charge. He looked up and floated to the prince of another time.

Vegeta looked up at Tybalt from the grass.

"Vegeta, its time." The green haired warrior and the sullen Prince took off. They headed towards the castle. All around on Vegeta-sei the inhabitants were training. They flew into the embryo labs.

"Lord Tybalt! The embryo is nearly ready." One of the lab techs said when they entered. The large tube had been set aside as not to attract attention. Vegeta, Tybalt, and the techs surrounded it.

They watched silently as the fluid washed out of the tube, leaving a small halfling floating on air. The tube lowered into the table with a loud thunk. The child was lying on the table.

The techs went to work immediately. Soon, the small boy was cleaned up and in Tybalt's arms. He glanced at all of them.

"Not a word of this will get out." He made it a statement. The techs nodded vigorously.

Vegeta flew out the window first, followed closely by Tybalt and his son. Tybalt handed the boy to Vegeta and flew off, leaving him alone with his thoughts.

Vegeta flew silently to the forest. At the center was a crystal clear spring; Bulma had been buried beside it. The child nestled comfortably in Vegeta's arms. He landed next to it.

The child opened his eyes. Vegeta sucked in a breath. His eyes were the same startling blue that Bulma's had been. Vegeta walked over to the ivory tombstone.

Bulma

Beloved Human

Defiant Fighter

Genius

He sat down, holding his child close. "You see Bulma, he came out just fine. Now…I need to name him…"

He closed his eyes and began to rock the child to sleep. He cooed at his father, and fell into a deep sleep.

Vegeta lay the child in a nest of lilies. He sat and began to meditate. Help me think of a name… He sat, legs crossed. He saw an image of Bulma lying in a bed holding the child to her chest.

'Vegeta, this is your son. This is Trunks.'

"Trunks…" His eyes snapped open. The baby was staring at him. "Trunks," he repeated. The baby shouted joyfully, holding his arms out to his father. Vegeta lifted Trunks up. The sun was rising in the horizon.

Vegeta looked up at the obsidian mountain range. The sun hit them, and for a brief shining moment, Vegeta could swear he saw Bulma's face in the clouds, smiling down on them.

Vegeta flew to Tybalt's room. The green haired warrior was sleeping soundly, just like Trunks. Vegeta nestled the baby next to his old trainer. He got a piece of paper and blood ink.

Tybalt,

I am sorry to drop him on you, but I do not know how to take care of him.

Please care for him.

Prince Vegeta

PS His name is Trunks

He folded the note and set it next to the baby. He kissed his son lightly on the forehead.

"I will return."

5 Standard Years Later

Tybalt stared at Trunks. The purple haired boy was sparring with young Goten, Kakkorot and Chi Chi's second son.

Vegeta, I can not believe you did such a thing! Why? Why did you do it? Tybalt had raised Trunks as his own, but did tell him about his biological parents.

The boy was strong. He had already ready reached Super Saiyajin at the age of five. He helped train others. He resembled his father.

Vegeta…

Vegeta watched from a distance. His son had grown, and grown well. He knew Tybalt would take good care of him. Suddenly, Vegeta felt a rush of power. Tybalt appeared next to him.

"Tybalt…" He said sadly, "I was wondering how long it would take you to find me."

Tybalt stared at him sadly. "You know you must go back to your own time, one day."

"I know…I just don't know how to get back."

"Vegeta…"

"I noticed that Kakkorot and Chi Chi had another son."

"Yes, Vegeta, his name is Goten, and he is very good friends with Trunks."

Vegeta sighed. "At least they can grow up as Saiyajins."

Tybalt looked stricken. "Vegeta, they are not your people! They can not grow up as us. They do not belong on this world, and neither do you!"

Vegeta took a deep breath. "I know. This is not my home, it never will be. My home is gone, my family is gone. That little blue eyed boy is all I have left."

"Yes, he is."

"Tybalt…why did those memories resurface all those years ago?"

"You needed to remember. You needed to…die."

Vegeta's head snapped up. "What?"

"You can't live here anymore Vegeta, you have to leave! You must go!"

"What did you mean? What did that mean!" Vegeta shrieked.

Tybalt drew his sword; Vegeta powered up.

"Vegeta…I am so sorry." Tybalt whispered.

"Me too," Vegeta snarled.

Vegeta lunged, Tybalt thrust. The sword penetrated Vegeta's ribs. The magickally enhanced sword ignited in his chest. He slumped over, blood pouring out of his wound.

"Tybalt…"

Tybalt embraced Vegeta tenderly. "I am sorry my Prince." He kissed Vegeta on the top of the head.

Suddenly, Vegeta's blood turned gold, it erupted into a flow of power, creating a time limbo. Tybalt released Vegeta.

"Tybalt! What's happening?"

"You are going back…"

"TYBALT!"

"Goodbye…my friend, my charge…my king."

Vegeta screamed, and the Z Senshi vanished from the planet.

5 STANDARD YEARS EARILER

Capsule Corps

Bulma woke with a start, sweat covered her slim body. Vegeta stirred next to her. She smiled at him, remembering the day at the beach, it had been so perfect. She touched his cheek and was surprised to feel sweat. She drew her hand back.

She drew her robe around her and walked down the hallway to their son's room. Trunks was sleeping peacefully in his crib. She touched his cheek and headed back towards her room.

Vegeta was sitting on the bed, his head in his hands.

"Vegeta…I had the strangest dream…"

He looked up at her, his eyes were a burning turquoise. "It wasn't a dream."

Bulma started. "What was it then?"

"It was my Bloody Memories."

END