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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.
Anyway, enjoy the story.
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The Return of Mirai Trunks
Chapter Thirteen:
{In The Normal Timeline}
"Hey! It's about time." Yamcha said as Mirai Trunks, Bulma, Videl, and Gohan who was carrying Pan all came out of the house.
"Sorry about that. Gohan and I were talking and I guess I lost track of time." Mirai said.
"We were just waiting for you guys. Everyone's ready to eat. Well, those who didn't get a chance to eat before." Krillin said with a laugh.
"Which is almost everyone without Saiyan blood, aside from you and Vegeta." Eighteen said as Mirai hesitantly nodded at her.
"Speaking of food, where's Goku." Piccolo asked.
"Inside looking for Vegeta. In fact, we'd better wait until they get here before we all eat." Gohan said.
"Why? Goku already ate right?" Mirai asked as Gohan raised an eyebrow at him.
"Your point being? Like that's ever stopped Dad before." Gohan said with a laugh.
About ten minutes later, Goku and Vegeta emerged from the house, Vegeta grumbling aggitatedly behind the taller Saiyan.
"Come on, Vegeta, I already told you. You can train later. Right now, let's eat!" Goku cried, sitting down next to Chichi, his eyes widening at the site of the mountain of food before him.
"Kakarrot, only you could believe that food is more important than training. It's amazing how much you can be completely ruled by that 'bottomless pit' you call a stomach. And you call yourself a Saiyan." Vegeta grumbled as Goku shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll spar with you right after we eat, ok Vegeta?" Goku asked as Vegeta 'hmph'ed at him, and headed over to the opposite side of the table.
"Honestly Vegeta, just shut up and eat already!" Bulma said, frowning at her mate as she put a plate down infront of him, before sitting down beside him with her own plate, not nearly as piled with food.
"Onna, you send Kakarrot to interupt my *training*, then you dare to tell *me* what to do?!" Vegeta growled as he glared at her.
"Well if it means that much to you Vegeta, you can go back and train. But I can't guarentee there's going to be food for you this time. Especially with Goku, and you should know that." Bulma said sweetly.
"Hey." Goku said.
Vegeta scowl deepened as he 'hmph'ed at his mate, before taking a bite of a burger.
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Mirai smiled as he watched the guest depart from the picnic tables. The sun hung low over the horizon, and Mirai knew it would be time for everyone to head home soon.
Goku had kept his word and he and Vegeta went to train on a deserted peninsula several miles from CC. Gohan and Videl has decided to take Pan home, since she was getting pretty tired anyhow, and had already fallen asleep once before, almost in her food if her mother hadn't noticed when she did.
Piccolo and Dende decided it was time for them to head back to Kami's lookout, and after saying goodbye to Mirai, Piccolo flew off, Dende a few meters behind him. Yamcha, Tien, and Choatzu had also decided to head home early. They waved goodbye to Mirai, promising to visit him later in the week, before taking off home.
Marron had wanted to stay longer, and hang out with Trunks, Goten, and Bra, and after begging her parents, and getting permission from Bulma, she was allowed to stay, and spend the night with Bra. So Krillin and Eighteen had decided to fly home themselves, Master Roshi right behind them.
Trunks and Goten had wanted to go train with their fathers, but after a strict 'NO' from their mothers, they had decided to spar with each other instead. Marron and Bra, not having anything else to do, decided to watch.
"Having fun, girls?" Mirai asked, sitting down as Marron frowned at him.
"Does it look like we're having fun?" Bra asked.
"Yeah, all Goten and Trunks do all day is spar! You'd think they'd get tired of it after thirteen years!" Marron said, folding her arms as Mirai chuckled at the two of them.
"They're Saiyans. It's what we live for." Mirai said as Bra frowned at him.
"Yeah, well, so am I! You don't see me fighting every chance I get." Bra said.
"Bra's right, look at Gohan. He's a Saiyan too, and he's way cooler than Trunks or Goten anyday. You're pretty cool too, I guess. For a boy." Marron said.
"I am, am I? Well, thanks for the compliment, Marron." Mirai said with a laugh.
"I don't get it though. How come you're so cool, and my brother is such a dork?" Bra asked as Mirai laughed.
"I heard that, Bra! Besides, give us a break. It's not *our* fault you guys are such weaklings!" Trunks said, taunting his little sister.
"It's not *our* fault you two where born with brains the size of a peanut!" Marron shot back.
Mirai watched in amusement as Trunks, Goten, Marron, and Bra continued argueing back and forth.
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"It's about time, Kakarrot! I was beginning to wonder when you'd finally take time out of your *busy* day to spar with me!" Vegeta said as he and Goku flew side by side.
"Vegeta, I said I would spar with you, and that's what we're going to do. Besides, what's this I hear about you and Mirai Trunks?" Goku asked.
"What is that boy telling you know?" Vegeta asked.
"Actually it was Bulma. She tells me you've been training with Mirai Trunks every night since he's gotten here. And today the two of you sparred together, and he came back in one piece?" Goku asked.
"What is it with you people and that phrase?! Is it so hard to believe that I might have a sparring session with the boy, and manage to not break his legs or something like that?!" Vegeta asked impatiently.
"Well......yeah. But can you blame us? I mean, you were never usually like that before with him. Don't tell me the Great Prince Vegeta is getting soft on me." Goku said.
"Hmph. Not likely, Kakarrot! I've wasted enough time listening to your babble. Let's spar!" Vegeta said, descending towards the ground as Goku chuckled at him, readily to oblige the other Saiyan.
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"Trunks? Have you seen your father?" Bulma asked, walking up to Mirai as he shook his head.
"Sorry Mom. I haven't seen him since he and Goku took off to spar after dinner." Mirai said as Chichi walked up to the two, shaking her head.
"You know, we really outta limit their sparring time. How long has it been, Bulma?" Chichi asked as Bulma looked down at her wrist watch and frowned darkly.
"Three hours and forty five minutes!" Bulma cried furiously.
"You'd think they'd figure that it would be time to head home when it started to get dark, but no! Saiyan! Uh.....no offense, Trunks dear." Chichi said as Mirai smiled at her with a nod.
"None taken." Mirai said.
"Besides, it's not *his* fault he was born with Saiyan blood." Bulma said crossly, glaring out into the darkening sky as Chichi laughed at her best friend.
"I guess it's yours then, Bulma?" Chichi asked as Bulma frowned at her, but smiled after a moment, none the less.
"If you want, I can go look for them. I can sense them from here actually. But just barely." Mirai suggested.
"I don't see why not. Go ahead Trunks." Bulma said as Mirai waved before taking off into the air, following his father and Goku's ki signatures.
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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.
Anyway, enjoy the story.
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The Return of Mirai Trunks
Chapter Thirteen:
{In The Normal Timeline}
"Hey! It's about time." Yamcha said as Mirai Trunks, Bulma, Videl, and Gohan who was carrying Pan all came out of the house.
"Sorry about that. Gohan and I were talking and I guess I lost track of time." Mirai said.
"We were just waiting for you guys. Everyone's ready to eat. Well, those who didn't get a chance to eat before." Krillin said with a laugh.
"Which is almost everyone without Saiyan blood, aside from you and Vegeta." Eighteen said as Mirai hesitantly nodded at her.
"Speaking of food, where's Goku." Piccolo asked.
"Inside looking for Vegeta. In fact, we'd better wait until they get here before we all eat." Gohan said.
"Why? Goku already ate right?" Mirai asked as Gohan raised an eyebrow at him.
"Your point being? Like that's ever stopped Dad before." Gohan said with a laugh.
About ten minutes later, Goku and Vegeta emerged from the house, Vegeta grumbling aggitatedly behind the taller Saiyan.
"Come on, Vegeta, I already told you. You can train later. Right now, let's eat!" Goku cried, sitting down next to Chichi, his eyes widening at the site of the mountain of food before him.
"Kakarrot, only you could believe that food is more important than training. It's amazing how much you can be completely ruled by that 'bottomless pit' you call a stomach. And you call yourself a Saiyan." Vegeta grumbled as Goku shrugged his shoulders.
"I'll spar with you right after we eat, ok Vegeta?" Goku asked as Vegeta 'hmph'ed at him, and headed over to the opposite side of the table.
"Honestly Vegeta, just shut up and eat already!" Bulma said, frowning at her mate as she put a plate down infront of him, before sitting down beside him with her own plate, not nearly as piled with food.
"Onna, you send Kakarrot to interupt my *training*, then you dare to tell *me* what to do?!" Vegeta growled as he glared at her.
"Well if it means that much to you Vegeta, you can go back and train. But I can't guarentee there's going to be food for you this time. Especially with Goku, and you should know that." Bulma said sweetly.
"Hey." Goku said.
Vegeta scowl deepened as he 'hmph'ed at his mate, before taking a bite of a burger.
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Mirai smiled as he watched the guest depart from the picnic tables. The sun hung low over the horizon, and Mirai knew it would be time for everyone to head home soon.
Goku had kept his word and he and Vegeta went to train on a deserted peninsula several miles from CC. Gohan and Videl has decided to take Pan home, since she was getting pretty tired anyhow, and had already fallen asleep once before, almost in her food if her mother hadn't noticed when she did.
Piccolo and Dende decided it was time for them to head back to Kami's lookout, and after saying goodbye to Mirai, Piccolo flew off, Dende a few meters behind him. Yamcha, Tien, and Choatzu had also decided to head home early. They waved goodbye to Mirai, promising to visit him later in the week, before taking off home.
Marron had wanted to stay longer, and hang out with Trunks, Goten, and Bra, and after begging her parents, and getting permission from Bulma, she was allowed to stay, and spend the night with Bra. So Krillin and Eighteen had decided to fly home themselves, Master Roshi right behind them.
Trunks and Goten had wanted to go train with their fathers, but after a strict 'NO' from their mothers, they had decided to spar with each other instead. Marron and Bra, not having anything else to do, decided to watch.
"Having fun, girls?" Mirai asked, sitting down as Marron frowned at him.
"Does it look like we're having fun?" Bra asked.
"Yeah, all Goten and Trunks do all day is spar! You'd think they'd get tired of it after thirteen years!" Marron said, folding her arms as Mirai chuckled at the two of them.
"They're Saiyans. It's what we live for." Mirai said as Bra frowned at him.
"Yeah, well, so am I! You don't see me fighting every chance I get." Bra said.
"Bra's right, look at Gohan. He's a Saiyan too, and he's way cooler than Trunks or Goten anyday. You're pretty cool too, I guess. For a boy." Marron said.
"I am, am I? Well, thanks for the compliment, Marron." Mirai said with a laugh.
"I don't get it though. How come you're so cool, and my brother is such a dork?" Bra asked as Mirai laughed.
"I heard that, Bra! Besides, give us a break. It's not *our* fault you guys are such weaklings!" Trunks said, taunting his little sister.
"It's not *our* fault you two where born with brains the size of a peanut!" Marron shot back.
Mirai watched in amusement as Trunks, Goten, Marron, and Bra continued argueing back and forth.
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"It's about time, Kakarrot! I was beginning to wonder when you'd finally take time out of your *busy* day to spar with me!" Vegeta said as he and Goku flew side by side.
"Vegeta, I said I would spar with you, and that's what we're going to do. Besides, what's this I hear about you and Mirai Trunks?" Goku asked.
"What is that boy telling you know?" Vegeta asked.
"Actually it was Bulma. She tells me you've been training with Mirai Trunks every night since he's gotten here. And today the two of you sparred together, and he came back in one piece?" Goku asked.
"What is it with you people and that phrase?! Is it so hard to believe that I might have a sparring session with the boy, and manage to not break his legs or something like that?!" Vegeta asked impatiently.
"Well......yeah. But can you blame us? I mean, you were never usually like that before with him. Don't tell me the Great Prince Vegeta is getting soft on me." Goku said.
"Hmph. Not likely, Kakarrot! I've wasted enough time listening to your babble. Let's spar!" Vegeta said, descending towards the ground as Goku chuckled at him, readily to oblige the other Saiyan.
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"Trunks? Have you seen your father?" Bulma asked, walking up to Mirai as he shook his head.
"Sorry Mom. I haven't seen him since he and Goku took off to spar after dinner." Mirai said as Chichi walked up to the two, shaking her head.
"You know, we really outta limit their sparring time. How long has it been, Bulma?" Chichi asked as Bulma looked down at her wrist watch and frowned darkly.
"Three hours and forty five minutes!" Bulma cried furiously.
"You'd think they'd figure that it would be time to head home when it started to get dark, but no! Saiyan! Uh.....no offense, Trunks dear." Chichi said as Mirai smiled at her with a nod.
"None taken." Mirai said.
"Besides, it's not *his* fault he was born with Saiyan blood." Bulma said crossly, glaring out into the darkening sky as Chichi laughed at her best friend.
"I guess it's yours then, Bulma?" Chichi asked as Bulma frowned at her, but smiled after a moment, none the less.
"If you want, I can go look for them. I can sense them from here actually. But just barely." Mirai suggested.
"I don't see why not. Go ahead Trunks." Bulma said as Mirai waved before taking off into the air, following his father and Goku's ki signatures.
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