The falling rain seemed to dull the warrior's wounded spirit for a short while. It was always like that, whenever the rain fell. She would sit at the base of the large oak where they first met and be somewhat at ease.
~~~ Flashback ~~~
Trunks wandered around the park looking for the source of the immense energy he felt. As he came upon the lake he noticed a difference in the leaves of the oak overlooking it. He was soaked and freezing from the rain and thought the tree would provide some refuge. As he drew nearer he realized that it was a girl in the tree. He stood underneath the thick branch that she was straddling. She sat there, not noticing him, and she seemed mesmerized by the rain, her eyes glazed over like if she were off in a daydream or memory, he couldn't tell which. He cleared his throat and she started, the energy immediately disappearing. She was obviously the source of the power.
"You should be more careful about letting your Ki be hidden. Any enemy could have come along and picked you off." Her eyes reflected offense, as if they said 'as if any enemy could pick me off'. She jumped down from the tree and stood in front of Trunks. She was about a head shorter then him, but just like his father she had the ability to make him feel like she was looking him dead on in the face.
"I'm very capable of taking care of myself." She reminded him slightly of Vegeta, but in a way he couldn't explain.
~~~ End Flashback ~~~
She had been much more arrogant back then. She wasn't in the same spot she was in that day, but at the base this time, with her knees pulled halfway up to her chest. Even with the rain she could hear Chibi Trunks, now twenty-three, no longer chibi, but in her mind a totally different person then the man she loved.
"Hey, Sele, what are you doing out here? You going to catch cold." It was great that he cared. Of course, she could never get a cold. She had her saiyan father to thank for that. She continued to stare out into the torrential downpour, not acknowledging his presence with any more then a flick of her eyes in his direction.
"What are you doing out here anyway?" Ask your future self that. Closing in on forty and having achieved every saiyan ability and transformation that she cared to know about, she was at the end of her rope without her Mirai Trunks. When she spoke she caught Chibi Trunks by surprise.
"Don't give up on me Trunks. Never give up." He looked at her with a widened expression.
"What do you mean?" She ignored his question and countered with another.
"Trunks, did I ever tell you why I came back from the future?" When the only response she got was a shake of his head she looked down at her lap and sighed. A few tears beaded up at the corners of her eyes, but she blinked them back and stared out into the rain again.
"Tell me." The simple request seemed to press down on her shoulders like the weight in the gravity room. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, contemplating on how to tell him how his future self had broken her heart.