Usagi, Dawn, and Bra were all gossiping about boys, when Pan walked in.

Dawn: "Yeah, Trunks and I went to a club last night. He is so hot."

A peon hearing this Pan's ki sky rocked.

Pan: "HEY, WHAT WERE YOU DOING GOING OUT WITH MY TRUNKS?"

Usagi and Bra were trying to hold her back, while Dawn stammered for a reply.

Dawn: "I...I was tal…talking about Mir…Mirai Tru…Trunks, P…P…Pan. Mirai Mirai MIRAI!!!!!!"

It took a few seconds to register what Dawn had said before Pan calmed down.

Pan: "Well, why didn't you just say Mirai, Dawn? You can have Mirai, but Trunks is MINE."

Dawn: "Ok, Pan."

Usagi: "We were about to start the fic, so here are the announcements."

Dawn: "We would like to thank everyone who read and review our Fic."

Usagi: "We don't own Dragon Ball Z. If we did, we wouldn't be here writing this. We'd be spending our money."

Bra: "Enjoy the fic. Hey, you guys want to go shopping?"

Usagi, Dawn, and Pan: "Yeah!!!"

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Future Times and Past Times Crossed

Chapter 2a A Sensu Bean, Flashbacks, and a Betrayal!!!

Authors Usagi Yuy Briefs and Dawn

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"What the hells going on?" Gohan demanded. As he watched what, appeared to be Mirai Trunks and a future version of his daughter, fall to the ground. Vegeta ignored him, looked at Goku and nodded. Understanding this silent communication, Goku got up and followed Vegeta to their two unconscious Mirai relatives. With a gentleness that surprised them all, Vegeta helped Goku slowly pull F. Pan from F. Trunks's death grip.

Together they walked past a freaked out Gohan and into CC where Bulma was already waiting for them with a tank. "How is this possible?" Gohan asked, as he and Bulma looked into the tank they had placed Pan in. "Mirai Trunks told us that in his time I died, when he was 13."

"That's because its not Mirai Trunks, brat!" Vegeta grunted, as he laid F. Trunks on a Bio Bed. Bulma turned from the tank and began to run a scanner over F. Trunks. "Kuso!" She whispered, as she looked at her scanner. "Vegeta, turn him over!" She demanded, with a strained voice. Vegeta gave her a confused look, but did as she bid and then promptly had a cursing fit of his own. He held his, would be, son down while Bulma cut his shredded tank top from his body.

"What could have done this to a Saiyan?" A horrified Krillen asked, as Bulma tried to treat the injuries on F. Trunks back. "He needs a tank, but the other Pans in there right now and if we took her out it's liable to kill her."

"Pan…" F. Trunks mumbled, reacting to her name, "you can't take her.... Won't let you take her, too.... kill you." He began to thrash around on the bed, destroying his bandages and reopening his wounds. "Vegeta, hold him!" Bulma cried. As she raced to try and find a way to calm him down.

"Where's a sensu bean, when you need one." Bulma muttered. Suddenly, as if by magic, a hand appeared in front of her holding the very thing she had ask for. Not caring where it had come from, she snatched it and forced it down F. Trunks throat. Almost instantly, half the burns on his back healed and he flared into SSJ (that's short for Super Saiyan-jia if you didn't know). "Won't let you have her!" He screamed, his eyes feverish. He blasted Vegeta off of him and jumped from the bed. "Haven't you taken enough from me already!"

"Trunks?" Bulma asked, as she tried to walk towards him. "STAY BACK!!!" He screamed, his mind replaying her death. "YOUR DEAD!!! YOUR, ALL DEAD!!!" He glared at them all and then froze in horror as his gaze stopped on Marron, who was standing in front of the tank that was holding Pan.

It was just a second, but it was all Bulma needed. She motioned to Vegeta and Goku to grab him, as she injected him with the sedative. "NO!!!" He screamed, as his eyes went blurry. He slumped to the floor as his mind began to torturer him with visions of the past.

~*`~*`~*`~ Trunks Dream a.k.a. Flashback ~*`~*`~*`~

"Damn!" I screamed, as I pushed a few strands of Lilac away from my sweat soaked face. Barely, dodging the ki blast that Goten tossed at me. As much as I liked my hair, I knew I needed to cut it. It tended to get in my way, when sparing and was a pain to brush out in the mornings. To tell you the truth, now that I think about, I'm not really sure why I haven't cut it yet. When did I stop cutting it, again?

 It was right around the time, when Bra and Pan had that sleepover and I just happened to be passing by their room when they were talking about..........No stop right their. Don't go their Trunks. The fact that you heard Pan say that she liked guys with long hair has nothing to do with the fact that you've let yours grow out. "Kuso!" I cursed again, as another of Goten's ki blasts came to close for comforted. Dad was goanna kill me. He threw another one and I got mad.

"That's it!" I cried, blasting into SSJ. No more messing around. Goten smirked as he to blasted into SSJ and we began anew. The sparing was so intense that we almost missed the strange ki's that were suddenly radiating from Kami's Lookout. "Do you feel that?" I asked, stopping in mid punch, my fist inches away from his face. Goten took my pause as an advantage, and sent me flying to the ground.

"Goten!" I yelled, as I got to my feet. "What the hell do you think you were doing?" "Ummm.... sparing?" He said, placing his hand behind his head and giving a nervous laugh.

Suddenly, he stopped and turned his head toward the Lookout. I could only assumed, that he had finally noticed the weird ki's. "What is that?" Goten asked, his face serious for once, as we stood their trying figure out what to do. "I don't know." I said, biting my lip. "But I have a bad feeling about it."

Ever since Goku, Pan, and I had returned from space. Panny and I seamed to have this ability to sense when trouble was coming. It wasn't much, just a feeling, but everyone had learned fast (When the first Alien had come and demolished several cities) that it wasn't wise to ignore these warnings. "I guess that means we need to go to the Lookout." Goten sighed, his eyes becoming hard as he readied him self for a fight.

"Yeah, I think we better." I stated, rising into the air. "Tousan, Gohan, Krillen, Yamcha, Tien (Tenshinhan), and Chousue are already halfway their." Goten flew up to join me and together we began to race to the Lookout.

Suddenly, the air began to heat up, and the world exploded into fiery inferno of heat, and fire that blinded me, and threatened to through me to the ground. "Goten!" I cried, hoping that he was all right. "I'm here!" He called, next to me, as he to force himself to stay in the air. "I think theirs a cave over there about five yards from here. It should supply some shelter if we could just get there."

Together, we struggled to Goten's cave and settled in to ride to ride out the rest of this, whatever this was. Five minuets later, it was over and we tentively peaked out of the cave. "Kami-sama! What was that?" Goten demanded, fear and astonishment warring in his voice.

"I don't know." I answered, my eyes narrowing as I reached out my senses, trying to find the ki's of my loved ones. Mentally, I counted them in my head as my senses passed over them. There was Bra, Pan, and Kassan at CC. Their ki's were fluctuating, but for some reason I knew they were all right.

My senesces extended over the earth and I felt Gohan, Krillen, Yamcha, Tien, Chousue, and an angry Tousan, but then what else is new? When is Tousan not angry? Backing my ears, I reached for a place that I knew I didn't want to reach for. I closed my eyes in pain as my fears were confirmed. The Lookout was gone. Which meant Dende was gone. Witch meant the Dragon Balls were gone.

"Hey, I don't feel Piccolo's or Dende's ki's anymore. Do you?" Goten asked. "You don't feel them, because they're dead and now that Dende is gone, so are the Dragon Balls." I answered him, sadly, still a little shocked about what was going on.

"You mean Piccolo and Dende are dead and we can't bring them back, cause the dragon is dead?" He asked, in confusion. "Goten no baka, I mean the dragon balls are gone, Dende's dead! There are no more Dragonballs!" I yelled, in his face. "Oh, well why didn't you just say so?" He asked with his usual goofy Son grin.

A moment later, his grin died as what I had told him sunk in. Suddenly, the world didn't seam like such a hopeful place anymore.

~*`~*`~*`~End of Trunks Dream a.k.a. Flashback ~*`~*`~*`~

"TOUSAN! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DON'T DIE! PLEASE…. please!" The other Z senshi watched their expressions a mixture of curiosity and horror, as the tormented demi saiyain thrashed around in his restraints and called for his father. "I'll kill you for this!" He promised, darkly. Sounding like Vegeta, when he first came to earth. "I'll kill you all!"

~*`~*`~*`~Another Trunks Dreams a.k.a Another Flashback ~*`~*`~*`~

            ~*`~*`~*`~ 2 years after the first flashback ~*`~*`~*`~

"TOUSAN! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! DON'T DIE! PLEASE…. please!"  I heard myself scream. Tousan wouldn't like it. I knew that. Time and time again he had stressed that I was the "Prince of all Saiyan's" and that I must never show weakness. If you show weakness he told me no matter how small the enemy will exploit it. They will use it against you and in the end everything you were trying to protect will be gone.

Dimly, somewhere in the back of my mind I heard the others echo my screams with their own "Vegeta no baka" and "Vegeta", but for some reason I couldn't care. This wasn't happening. As far as I was concerned, it was a nightmare that I would soon wake up from to see my Tousan standing over me in his blue spandex suite demanding that I get up and train with him.

"Kamikaze" I heard, Gohan whisper his face looking as if he were lost in a memory. "No way to defend." His voice snapped me out of my delusions and suddenly I realized this was real. Never again would I wake up to hear my Kassan and Tousan arguing. Never again would I see the soft looks that he gave us when he thought no one was looking. The Dragon balls were gone.

If he died…………….Something inside of me snapped at this thought and I could feel the rage building and forcing my ki to a higher level. "I'll kill you for this!" I promised, trying to make my voice sound like my Tousan's when he was angry. "I'll kill you all!"

I powered up to my highest level and readied my hands for an attack.  FFFFFIIIINNNAAAALLLL………………I began FFFFFFLLLLLLLLL my voice cut off in mid attack as I felt strong arms go around my waist and a hand firmly placed over my mouth. Enraged I began to thrash around and scream muffled obscenities as I felt the energy from the attack leave my body. The hand was removed from my mouth and I had just a second to wonder why? Before, I realized my Tousan's ki was gone. It was over. My Tousan was gone. Life would never be the same again.

"Let me go." I whispered, to the arms still holding me, my voice cold and detached. "LET GOOOOOO! THEY KILLED TOUSAN. THEY HAVE TO DDDDDIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!" I went SSJ2, but no matter how hard I struggled I couldn't get free. "Trunks!" I heard a voice say. "If you attack now all you will do is get yourself killed!" "I don't care. LET GOOOOOOOOO!"

"Trunks, if you don't care about yourself, then care about it for Bulma!" The reasoning voice said. My struggling ceased at my mothers' name. How was I going to tell her? How was I going to tell my Kassan, that my Tousan, the love of her life was gone?

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"He's gone, isn't he?" Kassan asked, as soon as we walked in the door. Tears bleared, my eyes and I nodded my head. "It's not true." She whimpered, as she started to fall. I caught her and she began to beat her small fist against my chest. "No it's not true. Not my Veggie-chan, Trunks. He said he wouldn't leave me."

"Kassan, I…I." My voice trailed off, as I looked up helplessly at Gohan and asked, " How long?" Gohan looked at me puzzled, his eyebrows raised, as I held my crying Kassan close and all but glared at him. "How long are we going to put up with this? How long until we do something. First they killed Piccolo, Dende, and Mr. Popo. Then they killed Chousue, Tien, Yamcha, Krillen, 18, and now Tousan. What's next, Gohan? You, me, or Goten? Were all that's left! If we die, they win! They'll take Bra and Pan and They'll…" I stopped abruptly, seeing the glare coming over Gohan's face at the mention of Pan.

"They won't take them!" He glared, his eye's flashing blue-green and lightning began flash around him. "No one is going to take them!" He stated, in a deadly voice. "No one!" "I hope your right, Gohan." I said, pulling my Kassan closer and beginning to rock her. " I hope your, right."

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Well that's part A of chapter 2! Hope you enjoyed it. Please read and review!!! Laterzzzzzzzz!