Author's Note: Ah, much better. Here ya go: chapter 3.
Disclaimer: *sigh* I don't own DBZ, nor will I ever own T--Tr-- Kami, I can't even say his name! *sob* Eheh, just kidding.
Meant to Happen
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Chapter 3
Blue eyes locked.
They gaped at each other, mouths slightly ajar, too shocked to speak.
At that moment, Goten strode in, cheeks bulging, and arms loaded with food. His words came out muffled and unclear, but it was a fair bet that he said, "Hey, what's going--"
Blink. He dropped his food, choking slightly. He swallowed quickly. "Whoa... there's two Trunkses..." He looked over at Bulma. "Are you seeing double too, or is it just me?"
"Neither, Goten," she answered, walking over to her son. She laid a hand on his shoulder. "Trunks, this is-- well, you from another timeline."
They blinked at each other.
Opening his mouth a crack, Trunks uttered, "That's me?"
"Yep."
Silence.
Goten, getting tired of the tension that crackled like electricity in the air, decided to break the ice. He walked up to Mirai Trunks and put out a hand. "Hey, my name's Goten." He smiled warmly.
Mirai Trunks was finally about to tear his eyes away from his "twin." He looked at the young man before him, taking his outstretched hand. "Say, you look like--"
Goten grinned. Ah, that famous Son grin.
Mirai Trunks gave a small smirk. "You're Goku-san's son, aren't you?"
"Yup!"
"Heh, go figure. Say, Did he ever come back?"
Goten's grin faded. His eyes trailed to the floor.
Mirai Trunks frowned slightly. "What?" He looked to Bulma and the other version of himself, but they had the same looks on their faces.
Bulma looked up, staring into the eyes that mirrored her own. "Honey, Goku just didn't want to come back..." She looked to the other two.
Goten raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me, I missed out on the whole thing. Trunks, you tell him... you. I mean..." He his facial expression of pain changed to that of a confused one. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." he thought aloud.
Trunks shook his head. "Goten, sit down before you hurt yourself."
Goten remained standing, apparently still in thought, before giving up and returning to his usual cheery persona. Suddenly, his head jerked. "Hey, what happened to all my food?"
Everyone sweatdropped. "Oye..." Mirai Trunks nudged his other self. "Just HOW much is he like Goku-san?"
Trunks gave him a look. "You don't want to know. When he was a kid, he couldn't have looked more like Goku if tried. He even had the spiky hair."
Mirai Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Creepy..."
"You're telling me." He sat back down in the La-Z-Boy he had occupied earlier, motioning for his "future" self to settle down in the other.
"So...? What's been going on?" Mirai Trunked prompted.
Trunks took a breath and began to relate the events that had happened, starting from when he was eight years old. Mirai Trunks howled with laughter at the part where Trunks had beat up Mr. Satan in the Junior Division of the 25th Tenkaichi Budokai. "He really had that coming, didn't he?" he commented between chortles.
Trunks, also laughing, whole-heartedly agreed. He continued with the story, and just as he got to the part about Gohan and Videl hooking up and having a daughter named Pan--
"Whoa, whoa, slow down," Mirai Trunks broke in. "Gohan has a daughter?"
"Yeah. From what I heard, she was the one who found you in the forest."
Mirai Trunks furrowed his brow and closed his eyes, trying to remember. The image of a girl with raven hair, jet black eyes, and creamy white skin came to his mind.
His eyes snapped open. "THAT was HER?"
"I gue--"
"She was beautiful..."
Trunks did a double-take. "Come again?"
Mirai Trunks got a far-away look as he sat there, daydreaming.
Trunks raised his eyebrows. "Sure, the kid's cute, but she's nothing compared to Marron. Pan's more like a younger sister. Another one, that is."
Mirai Trunks, startled, looked at him. "Huh? Sister?"
Suddenly, Bra walked in.
"Speak of the devil," Trunks commented.
"Hey, what's going--" She blinked.
Mirai Trunks took one look at her and yelped. "ACK! It's Mini-Mom!"
She rolled her eyes. "Trunks, I never knew you had a twin."
Both Trunkses, sweatdropping, said, "I don't."
"That's Goten, isn't it?" She sidled over to Mirai Trunks.
He tried to protest as Bra grabbed his hair. "But I'm no-- what are you doi-- ITAIIIIIIIIII!!!"
She pulled hard as he screamed in agony. "C'mon... this thing has to give..."
"KAMIDAMNIT, LET GO OF MY HAIR!"
She did so, backing up. "Who the hell are you?!"
Mirai Trunks rubbed his scalp furiously. "That really hurt."
"Uhhh... care to explain?" she gawked.
He glanced up at her. "I'll explain, but you have to promise you won't do that again."
"Okay, okay, I promise. Now tell me what the hell's going on."
He sighed. "I'm from the future, but considering all the miscalculations I made, it's not really the future anymore. Now it's the past, so it's more like I'm from an alternate dimension that is ten years behind you. Do you understand?"
She nodded.
An eavesdropping Goten walked into the room. "No, I don-- Oh, Bra!" He straightened up. "Uh, hi."
She smiled at him. "Hi Goten-san."
His nose crinkled. "Aw, don't call me that."
She giggled lightly. "Goten-kun, then?"
His face broke into a grin. "Much better."
Trunks sweatdropped at his best friend's attempt at flirting with his sister. "Goten, I thought you were going to get some food for yourself?"
"Huh?" He looked over at Trunks. "Oh, I'm not hungry."
Trunks blinked, his eyes widening. He looked like he was about to keel over. "Wh- wha- WHAT did you just say?"
Goten gave him a unconventional look. "I... said... I'm... not... hungry..." he repeated slowly.
Trunks sat there for several long minutes in stunned silence, blinking for all he was worth. Then he cracked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" He jumped up. "THE WORLD'S COMING TO AN END!!!!!!!!!!" He began to madly run around in circles, pulling at his hair. "GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! IT'S NOT RIGHT!!!!!!! IT'S NOT RIGHT, I SAY!!!!!!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!!!!!! I'M TOO *BEAUTIFUL* TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO...!!!!!"
For some time, Trunks was unaware that he was struggling in midair. When he finally realized the position he was in, he stopped thrashing. "...Huh?" He tilted his head back.
Mirai was standing there, a hand laid on his counterpart's shoulder and lifting him off the ground. He was sweatdropping, eyes closed in embarrassment. "Chibi..." He cracked an eye open and looked down. "...grow up."
Trunks frowned. "Hey! Don't call me that!"
Bra sweatdropped. "This is going to be a long, LONG day..."
******
Eheh... Not what you were expecting right? Well, what can I say... Review! There's still more to come. ^^
Disclaimer: *sigh* I don't own DBZ, nor will I ever own T--Tr-- Kami, I can't even say his name! *sob* Eheh, just kidding.
Meant to Happen
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Chapter 3
Blue eyes locked.
They gaped at each other, mouths slightly ajar, too shocked to speak.
At that moment, Goten strode in, cheeks bulging, and arms loaded with food. His words came out muffled and unclear, but it was a fair bet that he said, "Hey, what's going--"
Blink. He dropped his food, choking slightly. He swallowed quickly. "Whoa... there's two Trunkses..." He looked over at Bulma. "Are you seeing double too, or is it just me?"
"Neither, Goten," she answered, walking over to her son. She laid a hand on his shoulder. "Trunks, this is-- well, you from another timeline."
They blinked at each other.
Opening his mouth a crack, Trunks uttered, "That's me?"
"Yep."
Silence.
Goten, getting tired of the tension that crackled like electricity in the air, decided to break the ice. He walked up to Mirai Trunks and put out a hand. "Hey, my name's Goten." He smiled warmly.
Mirai Trunks was finally about to tear his eyes away from his "twin." He looked at the young man before him, taking his outstretched hand. "Say, you look like--"
Goten grinned. Ah, that famous Son grin.
Mirai Trunks gave a small smirk. "You're Goku-san's son, aren't you?"
"Yup!"
"Heh, go figure. Say, Did he ever come back?"
Goten's grin faded. His eyes trailed to the floor.
Mirai Trunks frowned slightly. "What?" He looked to Bulma and the other version of himself, but they had the same looks on their faces.
Bulma looked up, staring into the eyes that mirrored her own. "Honey, Goku just didn't want to come back..." She looked to the other two.
Goten raised an eyebrow. "Don't look at me, I missed out on the whole thing. Trunks, you tell him... you. I mean..." He his facial expression of pain changed to that of a confused one. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." he thought aloud.
Trunks shook his head. "Goten, sit down before you hurt yourself."
Goten remained standing, apparently still in thought, before giving up and returning to his usual cheery persona. Suddenly, his head jerked. "Hey, what happened to all my food?"
Everyone sweatdropped. "Oye..." Mirai Trunks nudged his other self. "Just HOW much is he like Goku-san?"
Trunks gave him a look. "You don't want to know. When he was a kid, he couldn't have looked more like Goku if tried. He even had the spiky hair."
Mirai Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Creepy..."
"You're telling me." He sat back down in the La-Z-Boy he had occupied earlier, motioning for his "future" self to settle down in the other.
"So...? What's been going on?" Mirai Trunked prompted.
Trunks took a breath and began to relate the events that had happened, starting from when he was eight years old. Mirai Trunks howled with laughter at the part where Trunks had beat up Mr. Satan in the Junior Division of the 25th Tenkaichi Budokai. "He really had that coming, didn't he?" he commented between chortles.
Trunks, also laughing, whole-heartedly agreed. He continued with the story, and just as he got to the part about Gohan and Videl hooking up and having a daughter named Pan--
"Whoa, whoa, slow down," Mirai Trunks broke in. "Gohan has a daughter?"
"Yeah. From what I heard, she was the one who found you in the forest."
Mirai Trunks furrowed his brow and closed his eyes, trying to remember. The image of a girl with raven hair, jet black eyes, and creamy white skin came to his mind.
His eyes snapped open. "THAT was HER?"
"I gue--"
"She was beautiful..."
Trunks did a double-take. "Come again?"
Mirai Trunks got a far-away look as he sat there, daydreaming.
Trunks raised his eyebrows. "Sure, the kid's cute, but she's nothing compared to Marron. Pan's more like a younger sister. Another one, that is."
Mirai Trunks, startled, looked at him. "Huh? Sister?"
Suddenly, Bra walked in.
"Speak of the devil," Trunks commented.
"Hey, what's going--" She blinked.
Mirai Trunks took one look at her and yelped. "ACK! It's Mini-Mom!"
She rolled her eyes. "Trunks, I never knew you had a twin."
Both Trunkses, sweatdropping, said, "I don't."
"That's Goten, isn't it?" She sidled over to Mirai Trunks.
He tried to protest as Bra grabbed his hair. "But I'm no-- what are you doi-- ITAIIIIIIIIII!!!"
She pulled hard as he screamed in agony. "C'mon... this thing has to give..."
"KAMIDAMNIT, LET GO OF MY HAIR!"
She did so, backing up. "Who the hell are you?!"
Mirai Trunks rubbed his scalp furiously. "That really hurt."
"Uhhh... care to explain?" she gawked.
He glanced up at her. "I'll explain, but you have to promise you won't do that again."
"Okay, okay, I promise. Now tell me what the hell's going on."
He sighed. "I'm from the future, but considering all the miscalculations I made, it's not really the future anymore. Now it's the past, so it's more like I'm from an alternate dimension that is ten years behind you. Do you understand?"
She nodded.
An eavesdropping Goten walked into the room. "No, I don-- Oh, Bra!" He straightened up. "Uh, hi."
She smiled at him. "Hi Goten-san."
His nose crinkled. "Aw, don't call me that."
She giggled lightly. "Goten-kun, then?"
His face broke into a grin. "Much better."
Trunks sweatdropped at his best friend's attempt at flirting with his sister. "Goten, I thought you were going to get some food for yourself?"
"Huh?" He looked over at Trunks. "Oh, I'm not hungry."
Trunks blinked, his eyes widening. He looked like he was about to keel over. "Wh- wha- WHAT did you just say?"
Goten gave him a unconventional look. "I... said... I'm... not... hungry..." he repeated slowly.
Trunks sat there for several long minutes in stunned silence, blinking for all he was worth. Then he cracked.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" He jumped up. "THE WORLD'S COMING TO AN END!!!!!!!!!!" He began to madly run around in circles, pulling at his hair. "GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! IT'S NOT RIGHT!!!!!!! IT'S NOT RIGHT, I SAY!!!!!!! I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!!!!!!!! I'M TOO *BEAUTIFUL* TO DIE!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO...!!!!!"
For some time, Trunks was unaware that he was struggling in midair. When he finally realized the position he was in, he stopped thrashing. "...Huh?" He tilted his head back.
Mirai was standing there, a hand laid on his counterpart's shoulder and lifting him off the ground. He was sweatdropping, eyes closed in embarrassment. "Chibi..." He cracked an eye open and looked down. "...grow up."
Trunks frowned. "Hey! Don't call me that!"
Bra sweatdropped. "This is going to be a long, LONG day..."
******
Eheh... Not what you were expecting right? Well, what can I say... Review! There's still more to come. ^^