WELCOME one and all to my FIRST every posted fic. YAAAAAAY for me ^_^
Dash (hitting lawyers with a BLUE flamingo): QUICK say the Disclaimer before the lawyers swarm us.
Shad: OKAAAAAYYYY!!!, Chibi Trunks you're the star soo. Will you do the honors?
Trunks: Okay!!! n_n ... Shad doesn't own anything. She doesn't own me or any other z-senshi.
Shad: SO don't sue you wont get anything except some old junk in my room and the laptop that I'm using, LAWYERS BACK OFF or I'll set Dash on you
Dash: Yeah *growl*
Shad: Down Boy!!!!
Trunks: FIRST CHAPTER!!!
Shad: Roll the film Dash
Dash (looking Guko confused): But it's a fic
Shad: -_-;
AN: This is a bit AU.ish if you don't like it TOUGH LUCK. This is before the Buu saga. Trunks is 6. Guko is DEAD (dodges rotten apples), but he'll come out later, way later. Vegeta and Bulma are married. Goten is 5. The rest of the gang might make an appearance some time through the story. Trunks is the hero soooo there well be lots of him in it. One more thing he is a genius so he can use big words.
Talking: "Blah Blah"
Thinking: 'Blah Blah'
Noises: * Blah Blah*
Me: (Blah Blah)
*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,
Do they love me?
Or I'm just a burden in their lives..
Do they want me?
Or do they want me other self.
He is stronger, better, wiser.
Dad is proud of him, of what he became.
A hero a true saiyajin, worthy of the title prince of all sayains
He's smarter. You can see it when mum's eyes brighter with the mention of his name.
Grandpa and Grandma.Proud of their grandson
All of them hold him in high regards.
Do they care?
Do they see me as me? Not as him.
Am I nothing just a begin living in his shadows.
Ever to be judged and measured to him.
Can't they see what I am?
A boy not yet a man.
Always living in his shadow.
Well I be forgotten?
No tears
Tears are for the weak.
But what can I do??
Nothing
But what if I'm forgotten
No I'm their son
BUT THEY DID!!!!
A solitaire tear fell on the page smearing the last words. A boy of six clutching onto the pages almost tearing them, another tear slides. He sweeps it way before it falls. " Do they care??".."What did I do wrong??"
He closed his old brown book. He begin the richest boy in the world and has his pick in anything and any kind of stuff, treasures this book more than money or gold.
Moonlight beams sneak through the curtains and light up his tear stricken face. Lavender hair turned into a shade of silver sway slightly as he gets of his chair. He moves quietly to his bed.
A loose board under the bed. His secret place, his treasure box filled with memories. Old photos, memorials, his first Gi and other odds and ends. He places the book in his secret place and shuts it securely from the world.
The boy stands up and gets into his bed. Snuggling under his warm bed sheets he replays the days events.
***************************FLASH BACK********************************
Trunks returned from his baseball match, of course his team had won and as usual his parents haven't shown up. His grandparents were on one of these "one month" trips, his mother barracked in her lab obsessed with the time machine, his father in the GR obsessed by getting stronger than Guko. And Trunks is lost in the middle. Shaking the feeling of sadness he heads to the GR to train with his dad, at least he could blow of some steam.
He barley enters the GR when his dad demands a spar. Trunks was excited at last he well be able to show off to his father. Ohh was he wrong.
The spar started as usual with Trunks striking first. Vegeta keeping his powers in check to prolong the fight. After a few minutes Trunks started getting the upper hand, which annoyed Vegeta.
*BAM*
Trunks managed to get a shot at his father.
Vegeta was shocked and took a second to react.
Trunks was proud he got a shot through his father's defensives.
Vegeta turned super saiyan and lashed out angrily.
Trunks defensives were down and didn't see the punch.
He soared through the air and slammed into the GR wall. With the gravity so high it pulled his motionless body to the ground, crashing with a sickening thud. His eyes began to water and everything started to spin
A look of worry crossed through his fathers face but a mask of cold indifference covered it.
" Weakling brat cant take a punch" taunted his father Trying to not appear weak Trunks staggered to his feet trying to keep a semblance of balance.
Vegeta smirked
Trunks stumbled and fell
His father frowned and took out a sensu bean from his pocket and threw it to Trunks.
Trunks gingerly caught it still dazed from the hit. "Brat take the sensu and get the hell out of here so I can train" shouted his father Trunks popped the bean in his mouth feeling his energy returning, though he was a still a bit dizzy. He stumbled to the door.
"Weak brat, his Miria self could of stand a more powerful punch it's all that Onna's fault making him soft" mumbled Vegeta under his breath, but Trunks heard. He took hold of his tears and raced out of the GR slamming the door behind him. Vegeta turned eyeing the door. "What's the matter with the brat??" he thought, but dismissed it.
Trunks raced through the hallways of capsule corp. His destination his mother's lab, she was always there for him, she promised him that.
Trunks ran faster trying to hold his tears at bay.
*;,"**;,"**;,"**;,"**;,"*
Bulma was in the middle of installing a program into the time machine. She was mumbling and almost cursed when the computer froze up on her.
" You piece of crap" well not almost. "ArRRRGGHH computers are dump as they look" (A.N: computers dumb HAHAHA) giving the computer a whack which resulted in it to shut off.
" ARRRGGHHH I'm gonna get Vegeta to blast this hunk of junk"
Resisting the urge to destroy the damn computer, Bulma got down on her knees and inspected the thrusters.
" Damn computer *mumble* cant process the damn coordinates, I wonder how Miria trunks managed" She took out here wrench. "Now there's a smart boy. Managing to drive the Time Machine and so young, I bet chi-chi was jealous" She started to hum not noticing the silent figure of a little boy hiding in the shadows as he turned around and ran straight out of the lab.
A breeze of wind swayed Bulma's hair.
She turned around eyeing the door.
"Odd I could've sworn that someone was here".
She returned to fiddle with the thrusters.
*********************END OF FLASH BACK******************************
Trunks pressed his face into his pillow muffling his sobs. It shouldn't have matter, but it does. At first he just ignored them thinking they well forget Mirai when the time comes, but they didn't, not completely.
Small hints and remarks, every now and then. The looks of the z-gang like they were measuring him up to him. Trying to make him fit in Mirai's shoes. "BUT I'M NOT HIM" his screams muffled by the pillow.
"I cant stay here, I cant breath, always watching, comparing, waiting for me to screw up, I'm leaving, going."
With that Trunks flipped off his covers and got of his bed. Getting his spare capsules containing a change of clothes and some emergency rations. Heading to his secret place he grabs a bag and stuffs the capsules in it. He starts to empty out his secret place taking everything. Trunks zips up his bag and grabs his jacket on his way to the window.
He stops and turns.
There on his desk a framed photo of his family. His mom, dad and him. Beside it a picture of the whole gang (minus Mirai trunks and Guko). He hesitates but in the end he snatches the two picture from their frames and stuff them in his jacket pocket.
He turns to leave, but he stops again.
"I cant just leave them like this ..........without a goodbye" He opens one of the drawers in his desk pulling out a piece of paper. He spied the calendar.
"Figures they forgot my birthday too....DAMN IT why do I even care??" He roughly wrote a few words and threw it onto his bed.
Trunks shoved open the window. Hot dry wind burst through hitting him in his face. He didn't care what's a bit of wind to a sayia-jin. He turns and takes a last look at his room, the one that he had since he was born.
He wipes the tears way with his sleeve.
"Good-bye mother, father.....sorry I wasn't good enough"
With that he jumps out of the window and hovers down. Silently as a leopard he sprints a way leaving a cloud of dust mixed with the tears of young boys sorrow.
*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,
Shad: *sob* I almost cried when I wrote the last sentence *sniff* POOR TRUNKS (huggles Chibi Trunks)
C.Trunks: O_o can't-----Breath
Dash: Cut it off Shad your KILLING HIM!!! Shad: Ooops
C.Trunks backing away from Shad
Shad: SO dear reviewers what do you thing?
Dash: Ideas? Suggestions?
Shad: MUHAHAHA you starting to sound like my professor!!!
Dash: O_O
Shad: Review and tell me what ya think should I continue or stop Dash: Constructive flamers are appreciated
Shad: Flamers that are meant to hurt or discourage me will be used to heat up NOODLES!!!!!!
Dash: NOODLES YUMMY!!!!
Shad: AWAIT THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!
Peace,
Dash (hitting lawyers with a BLUE flamingo): QUICK say the Disclaimer before the lawyers swarm us.
Shad: OKAAAAAYYYY!!!, Chibi Trunks you're the star soo. Will you do the honors?
Trunks: Okay!!! n_n ... Shad doesn't own anything. She doesn't own me or any other z-senshi.
Shad: SO don't sue you wont get anything except some old junk in my room and the laptop that I'm using, LAWYERS BACK OFF or I'll set Dash on you
Dash: Yeah *growl*
Shad: Down Boy!!!!
Trunks: FIRST CHAPTER!!!
Shad: Roll the film Dash
Dash (looking Guko confused): But it's a fic
Shad: -_-;
AN: This is a bit AU.ish if you don't like it TOUGH LUCK. This is before the Buu saga. Trunks is 6. Guko is DEAD (dodges rotten apples), but he'll come out later, way later. Vegeta and Bulma are married. Goten is 5. The rest of the gang might make an appearance some time through the story. Trunks is the hero soooo there well be lots of him in it. One more thing he is a genius so he can use big words.
Talking: "Blah Blah"
Thinking: 'Blah Blah'
Noises: * Blah Blah*
Me: (Blah Blah)
*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,
Do they love me?
Or I'm just a burden in their lives..
Do they want me?
Or do they want me other self.
He is stronger, better, wiser.
Dad is proud of him, of what he became.
A hero a true saiyajin, worthy of the title prince of all sayains
He's smarter. You can see it when mum's eyes brighter with the mention of his name.
Grandpa and Grandma.Proud of their grandson
All of them hold him in high regards.
Do they care?
Do they see me as me? Not as him.
Am I nothing just a begin living in his shadows.
Ever to be judged and measured to him.
Can't they see what I am?
A boy not yet a man.
Always living in his shadow.
Well I be forgotten?
No tears
Tears are for the weak.
But what can I do??
Nothing
But what if I'm forgotten
No I'm their son
BUT THEY DID!!!!
A solitaire tear fell on the page smearing the last words. A boy of six clutching onto the pages almost tearing them, another tear slides. He sweeps it way before it falls. " Do they care??".."What did I do wrong??"
He closed his old brown book. He begin the richest boy in the world and has his pick in anything and any kind of stuff, treasures this book more than money or gold.
Moonlight beams sneak through the curtains and light up his tear stricken face. Lavender hair turned into a shade of silver sway slightly as he gets of his chair. He moves quietly to his bed.
A loose board under the bed. His secret place, his treasure box filled with memories. Old photos, memorials, his first Gi and other odds and ends. He places the book in his secret place and shuts it securely from the world.
The boy stands up and gets into his bed. Snuggling under his warm bed sheets he replays the days events.
***************************FLASH BACK********************************
Trunks returned from his baseball match, of course his team had won and as usual his parents haven't shown up. His grandparents were on one of these "one month" trips, his mother barracked in her lab obsessed with the time machine, his father in the GR obsessed by getting stronger than Guko. And Trunks is lost in the middle. Shaking the feeling of sadness he heads to the GR to train with his dad, at least he could blow of some steam.
He barley enters the GR when his dad demands a spar. Trunks was excited at last he well be able to show off to his father. Ohh was he wrong.
The spar started as usual with Trunks striking first. Vegeta keeping his powers in check to prolong the fight. After a few minutes Trunks started getting the upper hand, which annoyed Vegeta.
*BAM*
Trunks managed to get a shot at his father.
Vegeta was shocked and took a second to react.
Trunks was proud he got a shot through his father's defensives.
Vegeta turned super saiyan and lashed out angrily.
Trunks defensives were down and didn't see the punch.
He soared through the air and slammed into the GR wall. With the gravity so high it pulled his motionless body to the ground, crashing with a sickening thud. His eyes began to water and everything started to spin
A look of worry crossed through his fathers face but a mask of cold indifference covered it.
" Weakling brat cant take a punch" taunted his father Trying to not appear weak Trunks staggered to his feet trying to keep a semblance of balance.
Vegeta smirked
Trunks stumbled and fell
His father frowned and took out a sensu bean from his pocket and threw it to Trunks.
Trunks gingerly caught it still dazed from the hit. "Brat take the sensu and get the hell out of here so I can train" shouted his father Trunks popped the bean in his mouth feeling his energy returning, though he was a still a bit dizzy. He stumbled to the door.
"Weak brat, his Miria self could of stand a more powerful punch it's all that Onna's fault making him soft" mumbled Vegeta under his breath, but Trunks heard. He took hold of his tears and raced out of the GR slamming the door behind him. Vegeta turned eyeing the door. "What's the matter with the brat??" he thought, but dismissed it.
Trunks raced through the hallways of capsule corp. His destination his mother's lab, she was always there for him, she promised him that.
Trunks ran faster trying to hold his tears at bay.
*;,"**;,"**;,"**;,"**;,"*
Bulma was in the middle of installing a program into the time machine. She was mumbling and almost cursed when the computer froze up on her.
" You piece of crap" well not almost. "ArRRRGGHH computers are dump as they look" (A.N: computers dumb HAHAHA) giving the computer a whack which resulted in it to shut off.
" ARRRGGHHH I'm gonna get Vegeta to blast this hunk of junk"
Resisting the urge to destroy the damn computer, Bulma got down on her knees and inspected the thrusters.
" Damn computer *mumble* cant process the damn coordinates, I wonder how Miria trunks managed" She took out here wrench. "Now there's a smart boy. Managing to drive the Time Machine and so young, I bet chi-chi was jealous" She started to hum not noticing the silent figure of a little boy hiding in the shadows as he turned around and ran straight out of the lab.
A breeze of wind swayed Bulma's hair.
She turned around eyeing the door.
"Odd I could've sworn that someone was here".
She returned to fiddle with the thrusters.
*********************END OF FLASH BACK******************************
Trunks pressed his face into his pillow muffling his sobs. It shouldn't have matter, but it does. At first he just ignored them thinking they well forget Mirai when the time comes, but they didn't, not completely.
Small hints and remarks, every now and then. The looks of the z-gang like they were measuring him up to him. Trying to make him fit in Mirai's shoes. "BUT I'M NOT HIM" his screams muffled by the pillow.
"I cant stay here, I cant breath, always watching, comparing, waiting for me to screw up, I'm leaving, going."
With that Trunks flipped off his covers and got of his bed. Getting his spare capsules containing a change of clothes and some emergency rations. Heading to his secret place he grabs a bag and stuffs the capsules in it. He starts to empty out his secret place taking everything. Trunks zips up his bag and grabs his jacket on his way to the window.
He stops and turns.
There on his desk a framed photo of his family. His mom, dad and him. Beside it a picture of the whole gang (minus Mirai trunks and Guko). He hesitates but in the end he snatches the two picture from their frames and stuff them in his jacket pocket.
He turns to leave, but he stops again.
"I cant just leave them like this ..........without a goodbye" He opens one of the drawers in his desk pulling out a piece of paper. He spied the calendar.
"Figures they forgot my birthday too....DAMN IT why do I even care??" He roughly wrote a few words and threw it onto his bed.
Trunks shoved open the window. Hot dry wind burst through hitting him in his face. He didn't care what's a bit of wind to a sayia-jin. He turns and takes a last look at his room, the one that he had since he was born.
He wipes the tears way with his sleeve.
"Good-bye mother, father.....sorry I wasn't good enough"
With that he jumps out of the window and hovers down. Silently as a leopard he sprints a way leaving a cloud of dust mixed with the tears of young boys sorrow.
*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,*";,
Shad: *sob* I almost cried when I wrote the last sentence *sniff* POOR TRUNKS (huggles Chibi Trunks)
C.Trunks: O_o can't-----Breath
Dash: Cut it off Shad your KILLING HIM!!! Shad: Ooops
C.Trunks backing away from Shad
Shad: SO dear reviewers what do you thing?
Dash: Ideas? Suggestions?
Shad: MUHAHAHA you starting to sound like my professor!!!
Dash: O_O
Shad: Review and tell me what ya think should I continue or stop Dash: Constructive flamers are appreciated
Shad: Flamers that are meant to hurt or discourage me will be used to heat up NOODLES!!!!!!
Dash: NOODLES YUMMY!!!!
Shad: AWAIT THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!
Peace,