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Just a little side note, Mirai Trunks is from the future where Goku died from the heart virus. You all should know what I'm talking about anyhow. Anyway, as my lawyers keep telling me, I really *don't* own the characters of DBZ.
I own him! *points to Mirai Trunks clone* He's mine! All mine!! And no, you still can't have him. And Mystic is still taken.
And, ladies, I have a *new* clone.......Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer! He's too cool! I couldn't pass up the opportunity to clone him as well! And as before, Neil and Remy are up for grabs....but now so is Kou.....but not for long...E-mail me, and the person with the nice, and best request can have them.
I will still need them in my disclaimers, but they will be yours and you can have them in your story. Anyway, enjoy the story.
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The Return of Mirai Trunks Chapter Six:
{In The Normal Timeline}
"Trunks! Mama says it's time to come home!" Bra cried as she landed at Goku's.
Mirai Trunks and Goku came out of the house as Trunks and Goten stopped sparring, Bra racing up to the two teenagers.
"Aww....do we have to?" Trunks whined as Mirai Trunks laughed at the younger boy. Bra crossed her arms infront of her, and frowned at her older brother.
"Alright, alright! I'm coming!" Trunks said as Mirai Trunks laughed again.
"What?" Trunks asked s Mirai Trunks shrugged his shoulder and gestured towards Bra.
"It's nothing, but, she looks like Mom when she frowns like that, huh?" Mirai Trunks asked.
Trunks considered for a moment, before laughing and nodding his head. Which of course, only made Bra madder.
"Yeah, she does!" Trunks cried.
"Stop that! I'll tell Papa you were picking on me again!" Bra declared, which only made Trunks laugh louder.
"Yeah, well Trunks looks just like Papa when he loses his temper!" Bra said, trying to get Mirai Trunks' attention.
"No I don't" Both Trunks and Mirai Trunks said at the same time, Mirai Trunks having said it a bit more calmly as Trunks had shouted it angrily at his little sister.
Goku raised his eyebrow at the siblings before him.
"Anyway, you all better head back, I think. Wouldn't want to make your mother worry, would you?" Goku asked, looking at the three.
"Mirai? Why don't you go with them? We can talk more tomorrow." Goku added, looking at Mirai Trunks.
"Mirai Trunks nodded as he looked at Trunks and Bra, who had started another argument with each other.
"Come on, you two. Let's get going." Mirai Trunks said, as Trunks and Bra stopped argueing and nodded at him.
"See ya tomorrow, Goku!" Mirai Trunks said, before lifting off into the sky. Trunks and Bra soon followed, and the three headed back to Capsule Corporation.
"Hmph! About time!" Vegeta growled as Mirai Trunks and the kids landed on the lawn of Capsule Corp. Bulma looked over at him frowning, her hands on her hips as she walked up to him.
"Give it a rest, Vegeta!" Bulma said as Vegeta turned slightly to scowl at her.
"Onna, don't you have dishes to clean, or something?" Vegeta asked as Bulma glared at her mate.
"You know, I think it's about time *you* did the dishes for once! What do I look like, a maid?" Bulma asked as Vegeta smirked at her in that cocky half-smile.
"You mean you're not?" Vegeta asked. Mirai Trunks chuckled to himself as Trunks and Bra raced over to their parents.
"I'll help you with the dishes if you want, Mom." Trunks offered as Vegeta scowled at his son, shaking his head firmly.
"No. That's women's work, boy. You will train with me." Vegeta said firmly as Bulma scowled darkly at Vegeta, who ignored her and instead looked over at Mirai Trunks.
"You'll come too. If you expect to stay here, you will train too, understood?" Vegeta asked, as Mirai Trunks smiled and noddeed his head.
"Sure thing, Father." Mirai Trunks said.
Vegeta snorted, before heading towards the Gravity Chamber. When he noticed that Trunks and Mirai Trunks weren't following, he turned around scowling at them.
"Well? What the hell are you waiting for?!" Vegeta snapped.
Trunks jumped into action and raced after his father, Mirai Trunks following at a more normal, slower pace.
"Vegeta! The boys need their rest! Mirai must be tired from his trip here!" Bulma shouted.
"I'm fine Mom." Mirai Trunks said as Vegeta sneered at Bulma.
"Onna! This is none of your concern anyhow! No son of mine, no matter *what* timeline, will be weaker than *any* of Kakarrot's brats!" Vegeta shouted stubbornly.
"Saiyans! Hmph! You're so arrogent! ARRGG!" Bulma cried in frustration before heading into the house.
Bra looked towards where her mother had departed, before heading towards teh Gravity Chamber. Mirai Trunks could have sworn on his sword that Vegeta almost smiled as he saw his young daughter walk towards the Gravity Chamber.
"And where do you think you're going, bratling?" Vegeta asked amused as Bra looked up at her father.
"I'm gonna train with you and Trunks." Bra said as Vegeta smirked and shook his head. He reached down, took hold of her shoulders, and turned his daughter around so she was facing the house again.
"No. Go inside. You're too young." Vegeta said as Bra looked over her shoulder at her father, pouting at him..
"But you let Trunks train with you when he was my age." Bra said as Vegeta gave Bra a little push towards the house again.
"That was then. This is now." Vegeta said before Bra stomped off, but not before grumbing to herself.
"It's 'cause I'm a girl! I know it is! It's not fair! I wanna train with Papa and Trunks too!" Bra said.
Vegeta watched his daughter until she was inside the house, then turned back to his 'sons'.
"Let's get on with it!" Vegeta growled.
Bulma watched as Vegeta and Mirai Trunks continued to trade blows, neither getting the upper hand over their opponent, but both too stubborn to give in at the same time. They had been out here training for over two hours and it was way past a certain teenage Saiyan's bedtime.
Mirai Trunks rushed at his father, unsheathing his sword. Vegeta stepped aside as Mirai Trunks rushed past him, and slamming his fist on his Mirai Trunks's back, sent the time traveler crashing to the floor.
"That's not fair, Dad." Trunks said as Vegeta smirked at the teenage boy.
"Is that so? What are you going to do about it, brat? Final Flash!" Vegeta cried, sending his ki blast at Trunks, who barely dodged the blast, as Mirai Trunks came to his side, and prepared at blast of his own.
"Let's try hitting him together, at the same time." Mirai Trunks said as Trunks nodded. The two started gathering their ki, summoning their power as Vegeta tilted his head at smirked mockingly at them.
"Come on now! You don't really expect to best your old man now do you? I'm stronger than the two of you combined!" Vegeta roared at he transformed into a Super Saiyan. Mirai Trunks and Trunks sent their blasts at Vegeta at the same time, Vegeta smirking as he knocked them harmlessly aside.
"Please! You can do better than that!" Vegeta taunted.
Mirai Trunks growled, transforming with a snarl a split second before Trunks.
"If they keep this up, someone will get hurt." Bulma said to herself, yet at the same time, she knew it would do no good trying to stop them now. She'd have to wait.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Mirai Trunks cried as he rushed at Vegeta again, combining punches and kicks as he used his sword to try and outdue his father. Mirai Trunks managed to land a punch on Vegeta's jaw, who turned and snarled at the young man, eyes flickering dangerously.
"That's it brat! Now I'm mad!" Vegeta cried.
Just as he was about to beat the living daylights out of his son from the future, Bulma shouted at the top of her lungs.
"HOLD IT!!!" Bulma cried.
Vegeta, Mirai Trunks, and Trunks froze in the air as no one moved for a few seconds. Bulam sighed as she took a deep breath.
"Trunks, it's time for bed." Bulma said as the teenager floated down to her whining at the same time.
"Aww, Mom. Do I have to?" Trunks asked as Bulma just gave him the 'I- mean-it-mister' look that was even known to get Vegeta a little nervous at times. Trunks sighed heavily, before heading into the house.
"Onna! I wasn't finished with the damn brat yet! He needs more training!" Vegeta growled at Bulma stood firm, hands planted on her hips as she glared evenly at her mate.
"Look Vegeta! He had school tomorrow! Besides......*I SAY* it's time for him to be heading to bed! Mirai is a big boy. If he wants to stay out her and train a little while longer, so be it. But you two onle have two more hours, got it?!" Bulma said as Vegeta grumbled as Mirai Trunks nodded at his young mother. Besides, he was honestly more frightened of her than of his father.
"Sure Mom." Mirai Trunks said as Bulma smiled at her son, then turned to scowl at Vegeta.
"As for you! I mean it Vegeta! Two hours! And I *don't* want to come back to see that you've crippled our son!" Bulma warned as Vegeta scowled at her.
"Be gone Onna! Be off with you! Can't you see we have more important matters to deal with than listening to your bitching?" Vegeta asked as Bulma narrowed her eyes at him, then suddenly, she smiled sweetly at him.
Mirai Trunks sweatdropped.
"Alright then, Veggie. Tell you what. After Mirai comes inside, you can train out her, all by yourself, for how *ever* long you'd like, ok?" Bulma asked sweetly as Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her.
"What's the catch Onna?" Vegeta asked as Bulma smiled sweetly at him again.
"Oh nothing, Veggie. Just.....that you can sleep out *here* tonight is all." Bulma said, before turning around and heading back inside.
"Damn Onna." Vegeta muttered as he glared after her for a while, deciding on what to do.
"Well......um.....what do we do now?" Mirai Trunks asked a bit nervously. Vegeta turned his dark eyes to his son, a smirk on his face.
"We train!" Vegeta announced, rushing at Mirai Trunks.
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Just a little side note, Mirai Trunks is from the future where Goku died from the heart virus. You all should know what I'm talking about anyhow. Anyway, as my lawyers keep telling me, I really *don't* own the characters of DBZ.
I own him! *points to Mirai Trunks clone* He's mine! All mine!! And no, you still can't have him. And Mystic is still taken.
And, ladies, I have a *new* clone.......Kou Leifoh from the Bouncer! He's too cool! I couldn't pass up the opportunity to clone him as well! And as before, Neil and Remy are up for grabs....but now so is Kou.....but not for long...E-mail me, and the person with the nice, and best request can have them.
I will still need them in my disclaimers, but they will be yours and you can have them in your story. Anyway, enjoy the story.
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The Return of Mirai Trunks Chapter Six:
{In The Normal Timeline}
"Trunks! Mama says it's time to come home!" Bra cried as she landed at Goku's.
Mirai Trunks and Goku came out of the house as Trunks and Goten stopped sparring, Bra racing up to the two teenagers.
"Aww....do we have to?" Trunks whined as Mirai Trunks laughed at the younger boy. Bra crossed her arms infront of her, and frowned at her older brother.
"Alright, alright! I'm coming!" Trunks said as Mirai Trunks laughed again.
"What?" Trunks asked s Mirai Trunks shrugged his shoulder and gestured towards Bra.
"It's nothing, but, she looks like Mom when she frowns like that, huh?" Mirai Trunks asked.
Trunks considered for a moment, before laughing and nodding his head. Which of course, only made Bra madder.
"Yeah, she does!" Trunks cried.
"Stop that! I'll tell Papa you were picking on me again!" Bra declared, which only made Trunks laugh louder.
"Yeah, well Trunks looks just like Papa when he loses his temper!" Bra said, trying to get Mirai Trunks' attention.
"No I don't" Both Trunks and Mirai Trunks said at the same time, Mirai Trunks having said it a bit more calmly as Trunks had shouted it angrily at his little sister.
Goku raised his eyebrow at the siblings before him.
"Anyway, you all better head back, I think. Wouldn't want to make your mother worry, would you?" Goku asked, looking at the three.
"Mirai? Why don't you go with them? We can talk more tomorrow." Goku added, looking at Mirai Trunks.
"Mirai Trunks nodded as he looked at Trunks and Bra, who had started another argument with each other.
"Come on, you two. Let's get going." Mirai Trunks said, as Trunks and Bra stopped argueing and nodded at him.
"See ya tomorrow, Goku!" Mirai Trunks said, before lifting off into the sky. Trunks and Bra soon followed, and the three headed back to Capsule Corporation.
"Hmph! About time!" Vegeta growled as Mirai Trunks and the kids landed on the lawn of Capsule Corp. Bulma looked over at him frowning, her hands on her hips as she walked up to him.
"Give it a rest, Vegeta!" Bulma said as Vegeta turned slightly to scowl at her.
"Onna, don't you have dishes to clean, or something?" Vegeta asked as Bulma glared at her mate.
"You know, I think it's about time *you* did the dishes for once! What do I look like, a maid?" Bulma asked as Vegeta smirked at her in that cocky half-smile.
"You mean you're not?" Vegeta asked. Mirai Trunks chuckled to himself as Trunks and Bra raced over to their parents.
"I'll help you with the dishes if you want, Mom." Trunks offered as Vegeta scowled at his son, shaking his head firmly.
"No. That's women's work, boy. You will train with me." Vegeta said firmly as Bulma scowled darkly at Vegeta, who ignored her and instead looked over at Mirai Trunks.
"You'll come too. If you expect to stay here, you will train too, understood?" Vegeta asked, as Mirai Trunks smiled and noddeed his head.
"Sure thing, Father." Mirai Trunks said.
Vegeta snorted, before heading towards the Gravity Chamber. When he noticed that Trunks and Mirai Trunks weren't following, he turned around scowling at them.
"Well? What the hell are you waiting for?!" Vegeta snapped.
Trunks jumped into action and raced after his father, Mirai Trunks following at a more normal, slower pace.
"Vegeta! The boys need their rest! Mirai must be tired from his trip here!" Bulma shouted.
"I'm fine Mom." Mirai Trunks said as Vegeta sneered at Bulma.
"Onna! This is none of your concern anyhow! No son of mine, no matter *what* timeline, will be weaker than *any* of Kakarrot's brats!" Vegeta shouted stubbornly.
"Saiyans! Hmph! You're so arrogent! ARRGG!" Bulma cried in frustration before heading into the house.
Bra looked towards where her mother had departed, before heading towards teh Gravity Chamber. Mirai Trunks could have sworn on his sword that Vegeta almost smiled as he saw his young daughter walk towards the Gravity Chamber.
"And where do you think you're going, bratling?" Vegeta asked amused as Bra looked up at her father.
"I'm gonna train with you and Trunks." Bra said as Vegeta smirked and shook his head. He reached down, took hold of her shoulders, and turned his daughter around so she was facing the house again.
"No. Go inside. You're too young." Vegeta said as Bra looked over her shoulder at her father, pouting at him..
"But you let Trunks train with you when he was my age." Bra said as Vegeta gave Bra a little push towards the house again.
"That was then. This is now." Vegeta said before Bra stomped off, but not before grumbing to herself.
"It's 'cause I'm a girl! I know it is! It's not fair! I wanna train with Papa and Trunks too!" Bra said.
Vegeta watched his daughter until she was inside the house, then turned back to his 'sons'.
"Let's get on with it!" Vegeta growled.
Bulma watched as Vegeta and Mirai Trunks continued to trade blows, neither getting the upper hand over their opponent, but both too stubborn to give in at the same time. They had been out here training for over two hours and it was way past a certain teenage Saiyan's bedtime.
Mirai Trunks rushed at his father, unsheathing his sword. Vegeta stepped aside as Mirai Trunks rushed past him, and slamming his fist on his Mirai Trunks's back, sent the time traveler crashing to the floor.
"That's not fair, Dad." Trunks said as Vegeta smirked at the teenage boy.
"Is that so? What are you going to do about it, brat? Final Flash!" Vegeta cried, sending his ki blast at Trunks, who barely dodged the blast, as Mirai Trunks came to his side, and prepared at blast of his own.
"Let's try hitting him together, at the same time." Mirai Trunks said as Trunks nodded. The two started gathering their ki, summoning their power as Vegeta tilted his head at smirked mockingly at them.
"Come on now! You don't really expect to best your old man now do you? I'm stronger than the two of you combined!" Vegeta roared at he transformed into a Super Saiyan. Mirai Trunks and Trunks sent their blasts at Vegeta at the same time, Vegeta smirking as he knocked them harmlessly aside.
"Please! You can do better than that!" Vegeta taunted.
Mirai Trunks growled, transforming with a snarl a split second before Trunks.
"If they keep this up, someone will get hurt." Bulma said to herself, yet at the same time, she knew it would do no good trying to stop them now. She'd have to wait.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Mirai Trunks cried as he rushed at Vegeta again, combining punches and kicks as he used his sword to try and outdue his father. Mirai Trunks managed to land a punch on Vegeta's jaw, who turned and snarled at the young man, eyes flickering dangerously.
"That's it brat! Now I'm mad!" Vegeta cried.
Just as he was about to beat the living daylights out of his son from the future, Bulma shouted at the top of her lungs.
"HOLD IT!!!" Bulma cried.
Vegeta, Mirai Trunks, and Trunks froze in the air as no one moved for a few seconds. Bulam sighed as she took a deep breath.
"Trunks, it's time for bed." Bulma said as the teenager floated down to her whining at the same time.
"Aww, Mom. Do I have to?" Trunks asked as Bulma just gave him the 'I- mean-it-mister' look that was even known to get Vegeta a little nervous at times. Trunks sighed heavily, before heading into the house.
"Onna! I wasn't finished with the damn brat yet! He needs more training!" Vegeta growled at Bulma stood firm, hands planted on her hips as she glared evenly at her mate.
"Look Vegeta! He had school tomorrow! Besides......*I SAY* it's time for him to be heading to bed! Mirai is a big boy. If he wants to stay out her and train a little while longer, so be it. But you two onle have two more hours, got it?!" Bulma said as Vegeta grumbled as Mirai Trunks nodded at his young mother. Besides, he was honestly more frightened of her than of his father.
"Sure Mom." Mirai Trunks said as Bulma smiled at her son, then turned to scowl at Vegeta.
"As for you! I mean it Vegeta! Two hours! And I *don't* want to come back to see that you've crippled our son!" Bulma warned as Vegeta scowled at her.
"Be gone Onna! Be off with you! Can't you see we have more important matters to deal with than listening to your bitching?" Vegeta asked as Bulma narrowed her eyes at him, then suddenly, she smiled sweetly at him.
Mirai Trunks sweatdropped.
"Alright then, Veggie. Tell you what. After Mirai comes inside, you can train out her, all by yourself, for how *ever* long you'd like, ok?" Bulma asked sweetly as Vegeta raised an eyebrow at her.
"What's the catch Onna?" Vegeta asked as Bulma smiled sweetly at him again.
"Oh nothing, Veggie. Just.....that you can sleep out *here* tonight is all." Bulma said, before turning around and heading back inside.
"Damn Onna." Vegeta muttered as he glared after her for a while, deciding on what to do.
"Well......um.....what do we do now?" Mirai Trunks asked a bit nervously. Vegeta turned his dark eyes to his son, a smirk on his face.
"We train!" Vegeta announced, rushing at Mirai Trunks.
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