Chapter One: Wishing on a Dream
Nine years later...
I woke up to hearing my own blood curtailing scream, as I bolted upright in my own sweat. I looked at the time '12:42a.m.' ".just another nightmare." I whispered to myself. Slowly calming myself down, I walked out of my room and into the living room. Getting a little too dizzy from the throbbing in my head- That's right, my Dad gave me quite the shiner not to mention a splitting headache, I Plopped down on the couch to watch what was one of my favorite shows; 'Dragon Ball Z' Trunks was my favorite character, I've always liked him. If we could ever be together. .. But what am I talking about? My secret crush was merely a cartoon, and I was living on a dream that would never come true. Then one of Vegeta's parts came on.I hated him. To Me, Vegeta was just like my Father. Rude, mean, and violent. I don't know what Bulma ever saw in him.
Much to my dislike, I urged myself over to the kitchen and took a few Advil for my major headache..okay more like five-but it takes a lot for drugs to work on me. After I popped a few pills I fell back on the couch and fell asleep.
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I woke up to what I thought were voices. * Great, I think I might have taken too many of those Advil pills. *
"What the HELL is going on here?!" one voice said.
* Okay, that sounded pretty real to me. Some one really MUST be in the house!* I screamed to myself, squeezing my eyes even tighter. * Maybe they'll just go away.*
" Where are we? Dad do you have any idea?" said one of the voices.
* Dad? What the? * Suddenly I felt a large strong, but gentle hand shake my shoulder. * They know I'm not sleeping! Someone, help!* Jumping up, I punched whoever it was that was touching me, in the face. "Don't touch me! Come any closer and I'll kick your ass!" I screamed, going into defensive mode.
"Ooowww! Hey why'd you have to go and do that? Miss I'm not going to hurt you." The man said.
Finally I opened my eyes and what I saw shocked the hell out on me. "GOKU?!"
"Uh, yeah that's my name. Do I know you?" he said holding onto the side of his face where I hit him.
I didn't say anything, and I couldn't say anything, I was astonished at what I was witnessing. "This has to be a dream, this can't be real!" I said out loud.
"All right! I want to know where the hell I am!" I heard a harsh voice say. There. Standing in the corner by the window was 'Vegeta'. "Brat! You better answer me if you know what's good for you!"
"Dad, c'mon that's not very nice. Uh excuse me Miss, but do you know where we are?" asked Trunks with the sweetest smile.
*Standing right in front of me is the love of my life- actually here! And he's talking to me!* "Oh god now I know I'm dreaming. Wow you're all really here; Goku, Goten, Trunks, Vegeta, And Piccilo."
" Uh? ."
"-Oh nothing! Um . If you don't mind me asking, how did you get here?" I asked
"That's what we're asking you." Piccilo said, narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms at the same time.
"You heard the namek, now answer." Vegeta spat.
"Not till you ask nicely!" I growled *He.Is.So.RUDE! UUUhhhrrrr! But why am I acting so calm? I should be freaking out right now-I mean I have cartoon characters in my house! But I'm acting like they're normal people.*
"Why you insignificant little cuss- Do you even know who I am?!" he spat. I just rolled my eyes. So did everyone else for that matter, knowing they've hear this speech about a thousand times before.
This was very amusing for some reason. So, I decided to play with their heads a bit. Oh come on like you wouldn't! " Yeah, yeah, yeah, we've all heard it a thousand times Vegeta. You're the 'mighty' prince of all saiyans, and how DARE I talk to you in such a manner." I said, mimicking him, trying not to burst out laughing. I guess my thoughts were right on the money too, because the look on their faces was priceless.
"How did you know that?" Piccilo asked me. It was more like a demand rather then a question.
"So uh, does anyone want anything to eat? Gee Goku, you must me starving. I mean knowing your stomach- when's the last time you ate? .. An hour ago?" I said, changing the subject, fully knowing that this would just piss Vegeta and Piccilo off even more.
"Actually, heh, now that you mention it...." Said Goku, with his hand behind his back and smiling sheepishly.
"Don't change the subject!" Vegeta fumed, losing his patients.
"Okay, okay shish!" I put my hands up in front of me. If I were a cartoon you'd be seeing a big sweat-drop on my head. Everyone was staring at me, just waiting to hear what I had to say. *Man how the hell am I going to explain this? I'm not a good person that can do this sort of thing! I can't really tell them the truth can I? Piccilo and Veg head don't seem like they're ready to believe anything I say.What am I gonna do!?*
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A/N: Well the first chapy is up peoples. I know this is a trunks love fic., I didn't really make it seem that way- but give me a break! This was only the first chapter! I promise things will get good later on. Later days!
I'd like to thank:
Darkangel
Jujhar
roaminglake
Nine years later...
I woke up to hearing my own blood curtailing scream, as I bolted upright in my own sweat. I looked at the time '12:42a.m.' ".just another nightmare." I whispered to myself. Slowly calming myself down, I walked out of my room and into the living room. Getting a little too dizzy from the throbbing in my head- That's right, my Dad gave me quite the shiner not to mention a splitting headache, I Plopped down on the couch to watch what was one of my favorite shows; 'Dragon Ball Z' Trunks was my favorite character, I've always liked him. If we could ever be together. .. But what am I talking about? My secret crush was merely a cartoon, and I was living on a dream that would never come true. Then one of Vegeta's parts came on.I hated him. To Me, Vegeta was just like my Father. Rude, mean, and violent. I don't know what Bulma ever saw in him.
Much to my dislike, I urged myself over to the kitchen and took a few Advil for my major headache..okay more like five-but it takes a lot for drugs to work on me. After I popped a few pills I fell back on the couch and fell asleep.
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I woke up to what I thought were voices. * Great, I think I might have taken too many of those Advil pills. *
"What the HELL is going on here?!" one voice said.
* Okay, that sounded pretty real to me. Some one really MUST be in the house!* I screamed to myself, squeezing my eyes even tighter. * Maybe they'll just go away.*
" Where are we? Dad do you have any idea?" said one of the voices.
* Dad? What the? * Suddenly I felt a large strong, but gentle hand shake my shoulder. * They know I'm not sleeping! Someone, help!* Jumping up, I punched whoever it was that was touching me, in the face. "Don't touch me! Come any closer and I'll kick your ass!" I screamed, going into defensive mode.
"Ooowww! Hey why'd you have to go and do that? Miss I'm not going to hurt you." The man said.
Finally I opened my eyes and what I saw shocked the hell out on me. "GOKU?!"
"Uh, yeah that's my name. Do I know you?" he said holding onto the side of his face where I hit him.
I didn't say anything, and I couldn't say anything, I was astonished at what I was witnessing. "This has to be a dream, this can't be real!" I said out loud.
"All right! I want to know where the hell I am!" I heard a harsh voice say. There. Standing in the corner by the window was 'Vegeta'. "Brat! You better answer me if you know what's good for you!"
"Dad, c'mon that's not very nice. Uh excuse me Miss, but do you know where we are?" asked Trunks with the sweetest smile.
*Standing right in front of me is the love of my life- actually here! And he's talking to me!* "Oh god now I know I'm dreaming. Wow you're all really here; Goku, Goten, Trunks, Vegeta, And Piccilo."
" Uh? ."
"-Oh nothing! Um . If you don't mind me asking, how did you get here?" I asked
"That's what we're asking you." Piccilo said, narrowing his eyes and crossing his arms at the same time.
"You heard the namek, now answer." Vegeta spat.
"Not till you ask nicely!" I growled *He.Is.So.RUDE! UUUhhhrrrr! But why am I acting so calm? I should be freaking out right now-I mean I have cartoon characters in my house! But I'm acting like they're normal people.*
"Why you insignificant little cuss- Do you even know who I am?!" he spat. I just rolled my eyes. So did everyone else for that matter, knowing they've hear this speech about a thousand times before.
This was very amusing for some reason. So, I decided to play with their heads a bit. Oh come on like you wouldn't! " Yeah, yeah, yeah, we've all heard it a thousand times Vegeta. You're the 'mighty' prince of all saiyans, and how DARE I talk to you in such a manner." I said, mimicking him, trying not to burst out laughing. I guess my thoughts were right on the money too, because the look on their faces was priceless.
"How did you know that?" Piccilo asked me. It was more like a demand rather then a question.
"So uh, does anyone want anything to eat? Gee Goku, you must me starving. I mean knowing your stomach- when's the last time you ate? .. An hour ago?" I said, changing the subject, fully knowing that this would just piss Vegeta and Piccilo off even more.
"Actually, heh, now that you mention it...." Said Goku, with his hand behind his back and smiling sheepishly.
"Don't change the subject!" Vegeta fumed, losing his patients.
"Okay, okay shish!" I put my hands up in front of me. If I were a cartoon you'd be seeing a big sweat-drop on my head. Everyone was staring at me, just waiting to hear what I had to say. *Man how the hell am I going to explain this? I'm not a good person that can do this sort of thing! I can't really tell them the truth can I? Piccilo and Veg head don't seem like they're ready to believe anything I say.What am I gonna do!?*
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A/N: Well the first chapy is up peoples. I know this is a trunks love fic., I didn't really make it seem that way- but give me a break! This was only the first chapter! I promise things will get good later on. Later days!
I'd like to thank:
Darkangel
Jujhar
roaminglake