Disclaimer: (Sing to the tune of 'This is the song that never ends') This is the thing that never ends yes it goes on and on my friends. People started this because of other people out there think they own it and they sadly never never did.

Thank you all so much for your nice reviews. My friends say I have no life because I write so much. But I love to write, and if I started this story, and people like it, I am going to keep on writing, till I finish what I started, and I am going to have this story go on as long as I can, because I, my self, like this story. Again, thank you so very much, you people truly brighten my day. Thanks.

Also, about the dates, I had a friend come and visit, and I have dates marked on my calendar on when to up date this story, so I wanted to up date on those days, so I just did a lot of chapters in advance.

WARNING!!! There is blood and stuff in this chapter. If you are faint hearted, skip over the dream, it is not that bad, but hey; I said this story was PG.

"Well, you see, I never got to meet my dad, so in another way, you are lucky, actually knowing your father. I never did, only stories and pictures, and well, meting your father in this time line." Mirai Trunks said looking at the ground, fighting back the tidal wave of tears that was about to hit. Trunks, noticing this, nodded sympathetically and looked down at Bra that was resting comfortably in his lap, eyes about to droop shut. "It looks like some ones nap time, little one." Trunks said while standing up with her in his arms and gently laid her down in her white padded crib and pulled the soft pastel covers over her as she drifted off into sleep.



"WHAT THE HELL!!?!? YOU MEAN YOU BROUGHT HIM BACK?!?! WHY!?" Vegita roared from the door of the most used room in Capsule Corp. by Vegita, the all holy Gravity Room™.

"Well, I thought it… NOW STOP THAT! OR I WILL MAKE YOU SLEEP ON THE COUCH FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!!! I can do that, if you think other wise, try me." The blue haired genus shot back at her Saiyan Ouji husband who was slightly going red in the face. He was not having a good day. (AN: WARNING!! I am more of a Goku fan then a Vegita fan…) First, his little princess woke him up at an odd hour, which he basically did not mind, his breakfast was late, and Kakarot had beat him that day. Now his son from another TIME LINE was back for an UNPLANNED visit. How lovely, not even a flipping moments notice!!!!!! He then gave his wife a scowl of defeat, and closed the door to the gravity room in Bulmas' face. He was having a very very VERY bad day.



"So, what is it like in your time?" Trunks asked quietly to Mirai Trunks, who were both sitting crossed legged in the middle his room what was full of light from the huge bay window. They moved so they would not wake up Bra.

"Well, it is lonely, I have no one, except my mom mainly, and I am like in my own world, I basically have no friends." (AE: I never seen the past episodes AT ALL, in till now, so I am writing this all by ear and what I read on line.)

Trunks then thought about that last line that Mirai Trunks had said, 'like in my own world, I basically have no friends.' He then looked up at his older self, since he was slumped over with his hands folded and his hair falling in his face. He then decided to ask a risky question; at least it was to him. He decided to just put it bluntly, not to beat around the bush. "Did you ever have a death grip nightmare that made you wish that the earth could just open up and swallow you whole, right then and there?" Trunks asked while sitting more straight in the middle of the floor, waiting for the answer.

When Mirai Trunks heard that question, his mind took flight into the past.

He was only 14 at the time, when every one was still alive, but he saw what could have been.

Gohan lying on his stomach on the ground out side in the woods in a small circular clearing that was covered in thick grass. It looked as if he was reading, because there was a book open on the ground, but at that particular moment, he was not. Trunks vision focused on his back, which had a playing brown handle of a sword sticking out. He then, with out even trying, calculated how long ago it happened, because the wound the sword had caused was still fresh with blood.

Then his vision blurred, and he saw Gohans wife kneeling in a shade of a great old cypress tree, with her face in her hands and a stream of tears coming out of her hands. Then he noticed the polished white marble block and a bouquet of flowers lying at the base. Then a girl who had jet black striate hair, and a orange bandana around her hair came racing down to her mom and they had a long embrace, while the mother smoothed out her daughters hair as a un spoken gesture of love.

Mirai Trunks vision yet again blurred to another scene, where a happy-go- lucky boy of 13 with wild spiky hair, which would have been his best friend if he were born in his time line, was sleeping in his bed with blue covers tucked snugly around him, at his waist, or so Mirai Trunks thought. But then his vision focused on the lump on the bed, and he saw a dagger in his best friends neck, and his face pale white. Trunks tried his very hardest to close his eyes, but an unseen force was keeping them open, focused on the spiky haired teen who had a jeweled dagger in his neck, which was still seeping out blood. The weird thing was, he felt like he knew the boy since he was born. With out knowing, glistering salty tears streamed down his cheeks as he looked at the boy he would have known.

Then a voice called him out of his return to the past… "Hey, Mirai Trunks? Trunks? You there? Hello?" The voice seemed to echo in the depths in his mind, and then brought him forth from the daydream, or should I say nightmare at day. "Hugh? Wha…" Mirai Trunks managed to get out after he shook his head in confusion and blinked.

"You seemed to drift off, I am sorry… I hope I did not bring any pain back or some thing…" Trunks said worriedly.

"Oh, no you did not, just memories, they still hurt, but it is not your fault, it happens to all of us, I am sure that you unfortunately found out." Mirai Trunks said studying Trunks face for a conformation that he had already had the dream, or else he would have not asked.

Trunks nodded wearily on the last comment and felt tears start to make their presence in his eyes as they blurred his vision, "Eh… don't really want to talk about it, just had it a little bit time ago."

Mirai Trunks nodded sympathetically, "Well, would it comfort you some what if I told you mine?" He asked with concern for his other self evident in his face. And so, he started his tale.



"Ahh!!! They are hot!!!!!!!" Pan yelled with her mouth full of hot just- out-of-the-oven-only-seconds-ago cookies and her arms franticly waving up and down in the air.

"Well, you have to learn, Pan honey, that food IS hot when it comes out of the oven, dear." Her mother, Videl said with a drop of sarcastic added in to her seconds long lecture.

"Phew, yea, they ARE hot." Gohan said though a mouth full and a large sweat drop on the back of his head, and then grabbed desperately for his drink… but was not there. He wondered why it was that when he REALLY needed some thing, it was conveniently somewhere else at the moment. He then quickly swallowed the burning hot cookies, and then noticed his wife staring at him in amazement; he had never fully grown up.

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A BIG thanks to Dark Angel Himeko… again… for reading some paragraphs ahead of time for me. Thank you so very very VERY much!!!!

Story Advertising: Substitutes by Koiko Rating: PG-13. Story ID: 746321

This is a VERY funny story. It is about Orange Star High Schools' teachers going on strike, and all of the Z senshi taking on teacher positions, of ALL of Gohans classes. Poor poor Gohan, you know Dende just likes a couple… or more… laughs!

Dragon Ball Z - PG-13 - English – Humor - Chapters: 8 - Words: 16281

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Sarissa: But I love to hear what people think!

Bit: -_-

Sarissa: Hey! I always review when ever I read a persons chapter, because I know how it feels when some one reviews your story.

Bit: True, true…

Sarissa: Now may I ride in the Liger Zero? *Stars in eyes*

Bit: Eh… let me think about it. NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sarissa: *cries* hey… that is true, it will only let YOU in… HEY! That is right! I have a Magic Author Pen™ *evil grin*

Bit: *sweat drop*

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