You don't know what you got until it's gone
By
Hannio
Chapter One
He never Reached me
DISCLAIMER: No, not mine
AUTHOR NOTE: I have no idea where this idea came from, it literally just came to me and I had to write it down before I went flipping mad. It's a short first chapter but the rest will be longer.
Hope you all enjoy it!
SUMMERY: Trunks goes missing and nobody can find him, Veggie and Bulma slowly rebuild their lives but what happens when Ten years later Trunks suddenly turns up again. Where has he been and what the hell is gonna happen now he's back?
Bulma Briefs smiled at her 6-year-old son and ruffled his hair affectionately, there was no question in her mind that this little lavender hair demon was the sunshine of her life, the one thing that was forever constant in her life and the one person she knew loved her unconditionally.
"Mama look what I drew" he suddenly said as he lifted up a piece of white paper and grinned at her, the grin made all the more cuter by the missing front tooth that made his expression all the more cheeky. She unfolded it and sat herself down on the kitchen seat she had been standing near when her son had burst in with his usual never ending energy and started spilling out information about his day at school and how cool his friends were and little things like that, she had smiled at him, his energy and smile as contagious as ever.
"This is great Trunks" she now said, smiling at him "Shall we stick it on the fridge with your other pictures?" she asked, Trunks nodded his grin growing wider if that was possible
"Yeah the teach said it was real good" she stood up and went over to the large fridge that she knew without a shadow of a doubt was stocked to the brim with food, with a full blooded Saiyan Prince and a half Saiyan Prince it needed to be, Bulma had learnt long ago how important a stocked fridge was. She didn't want to have to listen to her husbands Vegeta's hour-long rant over how he was a Prince and should be treated as one and this included given food. At that time Bulma had been sorely tempted to give him the one finger salute and let out a few curses she had learnt but Trunks had been 4 at the time and his eyes still reflected the innocence of the age and she hadn't wanted to damage his innocence until it could be helped.
"It is" there were three stick figures one had purple hair and was holding a skateboard, The one on the left of him had short blue hair and was holding what Bulma suspected was the dragon radar since it was round, the other had black hair in a flame and was holding a ki blast in his hand. Above it written in messy handwriting that was still not joined up was the words My Family. She turned round at him "Trunks sweetie do you want to go and find your father?" she questioned, Trunks looked thoughtful for a second then nodded
"Yeah" he replied enthusiastically
"Well he's outside training, do you think you can find him?" Trunks nodded
"Can" she smiled
"Good that's what I like to hear, have fun with him and I'll see you at dinner ok?" he nodded and left through the back door which was wide open to allow the fresh summer breeze to penetrate the hot stuffy kitchen where she was cooking. She was lucky that even after the birth of Trunks she was able to keep her figure allowing her to pull off a simple cool outfit like what she was wearing, a blue bikini top with cut off white shorts, Bulma looked good and this made her feel good.
She smiled, life certainly was good at the moment there was nothing that she couldn't do and nothing she would change even if she could collect all the seven Dragonballs together.
She soon finished the chore of cooking and instead went to read her new beauty magazine in the living room, she was slightly surprised that in the hour she had been by herself that Trunks hadn't come to see her at all, till he began training properly she knew that he would remain the way he was, when he began to train, he would lose it. She shook her head she was worrying unnecessarily Trunks would come in with Vegeta and try and copy him by demanding his dinner, Bulma soon stopped this when she refused to give them their dinner until they said Please, yes both her babies were learning quickly the power that good manners had on people. The kitchen door opened and footsteps indicated someone coming near, the door opened and Vegeta walked in, she smiled at him and looked behind him, her smile melting as a frown came to her face, Vegeta noticed it
"What wrong now?" he demanded "It's not muddy I haven't brought footprints in" any other occasion she would of smiled at that but now she shook her head, a bad feeling beginning to blossom in her stomach
"No it's not that" she said waving her hand in front of her and dismissing his claim "I was just wondering where Trunks is, did he go toilet or something when you came in?" Vegeta stopped and frowned
"What are you talking about?" he asked, Bulma face became slightly pale
"You know" she replied, "Trunks came out to see you, to train with you" for an instant a worried expression crossed Vegeta's face before he was gone
"You may of sent him out but I haven't seen him all day" the uneasy feeling exploded in Bulma with the one question burning in her mind "Where was her baby?"
There you go a short first chapter but to be quite frank it's more of an intoduction to the fic, the next chapter will begin to really reflect the plot of it. Anyway please review but no flames ok.
