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"Bye Kaasan, take care" Trunks waved from the time machine

"Of course! You know me" Bulma waved back

"That's why I'm worried" Laughed Trunks, as he'd done before. The joke had stuck. Bulma stuck her hands on her hips and mock pouted, which was her line, then laughed back, "Stay as long as you want, there's nothing to worry about here anymore." Nothing except his mother, and Trunks knew in the depth of his heart she could take care of herself, she always had.

"I know, bye!" Trunks smiled, he was going to see Bra again! There was nothing to stop him smiling. He pushed a few buttons, and the Time Machine shot into the air, and vanished with just a faint disturbance of the air. Bulma watched the space for a few moment more, still smiling. After making sure he was good and gone, she turned to go inside. The reconstruction on Capsule Corp. had been a long process, the rebuilding of the city had taken even longer, and the world looked as if it would take years to return to its former glory, but they were getting there.

It was three years since the Androids and then Cell had been destroyed, three long years, and for Trunks 20th birthday -Bulma had insisted that two years in the Room of Spirit and time didn't count- she had dug out the time machine and re-energised it, and now Trunks was off to visit Bra in the future he had created. By Bulma's calculations Bra would be having her 18th birthday on the day Trunks arrived, and Bulma was never wrong.

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It was dark when Trunks landed and 'Bun'ed the time machine back into its capsule. The Capsule Corp of the future was much bigger that that of the past, one with many added domes. All the lights in all the domes were out except for one, where balloons and streamers were illuminated by coloured lights, music and laughter came from inside that dome, and Trunks headed towards it.

Inside, the music was louder, so was the smell of food, the stronger smell of drink and the warmer smell of people. The hallways were different to the ones he knew, and there were people in every room. Bra, it seemed, was pretty popular. Trunks entered a room filled with dancing teenagers, trying to spot Bra. A girl with red hair pressed up against him. She didn't even ask if he wanted to dance, she grabbed his waist and spun him around the room. Trunks wasn't used to this kind of treatment.

"Um" said Trunks, blushing "Do you know where Bra is?"

The girl looked insulted, and pointed over to a table, then went back to dancing. Trunks pushed his way through the crowd, turning down more invitations to dance as politely as he could, some of the girls were very persistent, and many of them had alcohol on their breath. The tightly packed group began to thin as he reached the table the girl had pointed at, and he saw Bra.

Four years had passed since she had last seen him, five for Trunks counting the two in the Time chamber, but he recognised her immediately.

"Bra" He came up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder, she turned round from her conversation with a dark haired girl her age.

"Yeah?" Bra asked, thinking for the first moment that this Trunks was the brother she had grown up with. Then she looked closed, her eyes opened wide and her mouth opened in surprise, a little squeaking noise came from her throat. Bra put her hand over her mouth, never taking her eyes off him. Through her fingers, she whispered "Are you who I think you are?" Although she already knew the answer. Trunks nodded, smiling from ear to ear, and Bra threw her arms round him. "You, oh, my, oh" Bra started, after pulling away, "I don't know what to ask first."

"Well there's plenty of time, I'm here indefinitely." Said Trunks. "So for now, let's just enjoy your party."

Bra though this sounded like a wonderful idea.

"Yes. To tell you the truth, I don't think half of these people know me" Bra said, as someone bumped into her, saying 'happy birthday Pan' before grabbing a slice of cake. "See?" Bra gave him a wry smile, eyes laughing, Trunks nodded again, and they joined the party that lasted all night.

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"Now" said Bra, the next day, dragging Trunks out of Bulma's way, who was on a cleaning rampage. "It was your birthday last night too, wasn't it?"

Trunks looked surprised "How did you know that?"

Bra smiled mysteriously "Well if I told you everything, life wouldn't be as fun." She grinned, she'd been doing a lot of that lately. "Anyway, I have a present for you, do you remember, years ago, in one of the Dreams, I gave you a flower chain?"

Trunks nodded "It's still fresh, I still have it" The chain of yellow -for happiness- flowers was kept safely on the desk in his room, it had not shown any signs of aging over the years.

"Well" Said Bra, pulling out something from behind her back "I have another for you" She pressed the chain into his hand, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Its white, for Peace, may it last forever"

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