Lemon carried out like a zombie for the rest of the weekend.She stayed in her room and only came down for meals. She never spoke a word to anyone. The only sounds that came from her was the crying and soft whimpering at night. On Sunday, Raditz, Zitrone, and Nappa discussed the matter at the dining table after Lemon had wandered upstairs after breakfast.

"This isn't right!" Nappa slammed his fist down on the table, rattling the entire room, "I can actually watch a porno in peace now! WHAT'S WRONG WITH HER ANYWAY?!"

"We don't know. She won't say a word." Raditz murmured. Zitrone looked down at the table and then to Nappa.

"Have YOU tried talking to her?"

"Of COURSE I have! Talking to her is like talking to a llama! At least a LLAMA makes NOISE!"

"Wish I knew what happened to her..." Raditz clenched his fists, "If I knew who hurt her like this, I'd-"

"Raditz..." Zitrone put her gentle hands over his, "She's almost a woman now... There are some things you just... can't protect her from."

"I could." he growled.

"Darling she has your pride. I believe if she REALLY wanted our help bad enough she would ask for it. This is something she wants to work out on her own. She knows what she's doing... Although I do believe that she needs some fresh air. Why don't you two drop her off in a nice spot in the country so she can take a walk and clear her head?"

Nappa and Raditz nodded.





Nappa and Raditz landed in the soft grass. Raditz set his daughter on the ground and asked firmly, "You know the way back, right?"

She nodded silently, looking to the ground.

His face softened and he knelt in front of her. He looked into her sad eyes and pulled her into a tight hug. Nappa watched Raditz hold his daughter and speak to her gently.

"It will get better. I promise."

Nappa knelt next to her as well and patted her on the head. "He's right sour girl, you just take a walk and think about things. You'll come back feeling better."

Lemon nodded. "Awwohh..." Nappa murmured and swept her up in a great big bear hug. He set her down and ruffled her hair and they took off towards home, looking back often.

Lemon looked around and then started walking. She trudged deeper and deeper in the dense forest.

"He was so nice to me... was that the only reason he showed me ANY ounce of kindness? To get me in bed? What kind of... of MONSTER is he?"

She walked until she saw a brilliant flash of light.





"Say Trunks... where's that young lady you've been walking home lately? I thought you'd be spending more time with her this weekend." Bulma asked her son.

"She's sick mom..." Trunks lied, mumbling.

"Why didn't it work on her? That's how I usually catch girls... Why's she so different? And what was with the ki increase? She can't be human. Not her. I can sense something else there..."

He leaned back in his chair folding his hands behind his head. "But what? She can't be a Saiyan. There's no blood-line still alive..."

His eyes narrowed, "IS there?"





A tall and slim man with long lavender hair stepped out of a capsule. Most of his hair was tied back in a low ponytail, but two thick locks still hung on either side of his face. He turned and his icey blue eyes stared into her bright purple ones. She fumed in anger. "TRUNKS."

"THE NERVE OF YOU FOLLOWING ME OUT HERE TRUNKS!"

He looked at her a bit confused. "How do you know who I am?"

"Oh ho ho... How amusing!" She chuckled wryly, "The DUMB playing DUMB!!!!" She leapt at him trying to strangle him. They both fell over, so Lemon was on top of him, choking him. He took her hands from his neck and rolled, now pinning her underneath him. She breathed heavily and growled up at him. "Trying AGAIN?"

"Look." he hissed, "I don't know who you are, or how you think you know me... but I've never done a thing to you!"

She stared up into his eyes and noticed that they held no recognition of her in them. Her features softened and he let her up.

"You're NOT Trunks?" She edged away from him, "Then who are you?"

"Well... I AM Trunks. I came from the future, only now it's an alternate future. I just wanted to see how nice this future has become."

"Oh... Well then you're STILL a jerk!" she snarled, standing and turning away.

"I am?" he blinked.

"Even if you're an ALTERNATE you, I'm STILL mad at what you did to me, you... you... you big JERK!"

"Hey now, I-"

"Let me guess! The ALTERNATE you is going to pin me down right?"

"Wha-?"

"And kiss me?"

Mirai Trunks blushed and stammered, "But-"

"And try to RAPE me?"

He growled and moved closer to her. She continued shouting angrily, with her back facing him. "And when you're through, you'd just-" He wrapped an arm around her waist, pinning her arms there, and covered her mouth.

"Listen. I'm not doing ANY of that to you okay? I don't know what the Trunks from this time did to you, but let me assure you, you'll get no such behavior from me. Now settle down." He released her and she dropped to her knees crying. He felt a stab of guilt and he knelt next to her.

"Hey... hey I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk like that to you... I was just... trying to make you understand." She kept crying, and he put an arm around her and soothed her, "Hey... shhh... c'mon now... dry your eyes and I'll take you home. Your folks must be worried, huh."

She nodded. He picked her up and started to lift off the ground when she spoke softly, "I can fly..."

"Huh?" he looked down at her.

"I can fly..."

Carefully he let her go and she floated by herself. "Well... so you can." He smiled friendly at her. He extended a hand towards her. "Shall we?"

She stared at it until all the distrust melted away and then took his hand. They flew together back to her home.



Nappa sat, staring at the TV watching the man rip the clothes off the woman. "Oh YEAH! This is getting good!" He leaned forward as the scene intensified.

"UNCLE NAPPA!" His ears rang and his eyes bugged out. He quickly flicked the TV off and whirled around to see a fiery Lemon with her arms crossed.

"Are you watching naughty programs again?"

Mirai Trunks chuckled quietly behind his hand.

Nappa saw Trunks and drawled. "And WHO is THIS?! Raditz I think you'd better come in here and see who's pimpin' out your daughter!"

Raditz and Zitrone exploded into the room. "WHO IS THIS?!" Raditz roared, "LEMON! WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS! YOU NEVER HUNG AROUND WITH BOYS BEFORE!"

Zitrone giggled and spoke to Mirai Trunks. "Don't mind him, he's just a little OVER-PROTECTIVE." She glared at her husbund who shut up immediately. Nappa laughed at Raditz and earned an equal share of Zitrone's scowl, which also shut him up. "And what is your name, young man?"

"Trunks." He bowed slightly.

"He's from the future momma." Lemon smiled.

"Ooh. The future." Zitrone giggled, "Is he a... "special" friend?"

"MOM!"

Mirai Trunks chuckled, "It's not like that at all, mam. She just happened to be in the place where my time-pod landed. It seems to me she just needed to let her aggression out on someone. She seemed to have a lot of pent up stress."

"Well it IS nice to hear her voice again!" Zitrone smiled.

"Well... I should get going... It was nice to meet you uh... uhm... I never did catch your name..." He looked down at the teen.

"Lemon."

"Lemon, huh. Cute." He lifted her chin and looked her in the eyes. Raditz and Nappa cringed in rage. He spoke cooly to her with style, "Stay outta trouble, Lemon."

He walked towards the door. "Stay for dinner, why don't you?" Zitrone called after him, much to the dismay of the grumbling Nappa and Raditz. "You'll want some food in you for the trip back home."

"Oh." Trunks chuckled, "I'm not going home just yet."

"So where will you be staying then?"

"Uhm... I don't know yet..."

"Well then that settles it. You can stay in our guest room upstairs."

"Uhm... well... that's very kind, but... you don't really have to-"

"Oh don't worry about it at all. You go make yourself at home and I'll get dinner ready." She pushed Trunks up the stairs and told Lemon to show him the way. She led him to the guest room which was across from hers.

"Now... if you need anything... I'm right across from you," she pointed to her room, and then to one next to hers and furthur down the hall, "and Nappa's there, and mom and dad are there. Bathroom's downstairs as well as everything else."

"Well... thank you, tour guide." He chuckled at her.

She blushed. "I like this Trunks. He's more charming and polite. A real gentlemen."

"Something on my face?"

"Oh uhm! Sorry. I was just thinking..." She turned to leave, still blushing.

"Oh. About what?"

She turned back, "About how different you and the Trunks from this time are." She smiled at him and entered her room, closing the door behind her.

Trunks smirked and went to his temporary room, also closing his door.