Mr. Popo floated saftly down next to Dende. Seven small yellow orbs were stacked neatly in a pile next to him. Each one had a differant number of red stars.
"Here are the Dragonballs you asked for."
"Thank you Mr. Popo."
"You look worried Dende. What is happening with the evil?"
"It's growing Mr. Popo. But I'm worried about something else."
"What Dende?"
"Trunks has returned."
"The one from the future? He was such a nice boy. Is something going to happen to him Dende?"
"I'm afraid so Mr. Popo. When the evil suffaces, I'm worried he's going to get hit hard by it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gohan hit the gas and sped as fast as he could toward the powerlevel he had felt. Trunks was back. He regarded the elder Z warrior as a good friend and a brave soul to risk his life to come and help them. Has dad had died in the end but not before tring to save the earth. Trunks saw to that. Gohan remembered the first time he saw Trunks. Only minutes after totally obliterating Freeza and King Kold, he gave sodas to them and acted nothing had happened. He was cool and collected. Gohan soon relized why he came and saw his growth not only as a warrior but as a person. He had gone through the same thing. Finally someone he could talk to that could understand him. Talking to his mother was usless. She meant well though. Picallo was still reeling from the joining of himself and Kami. In battle he was okay but when he let his mind wander, he had trouble keeping focused. Besides, he was more a father figure to Gohan, not a best friend. Vegeta was out of the question, Krillan was building his life with #18 and Yamcha was married. Tein and Chousu hadn't been seen in months. He had been bottling all his thoughts and been constrating on finding his brother to help keep them at bay. He got so wraped up in his thoughts he didn't see the ship until he was right on top of it. He looked down to see the small craft and a lavender haired man holding someone in his arms.
"GOHAN!!!"
The flying teen blasted toward the ground and nearly creamed into the two on the ground.
"Trunks! It's really you!"
"Yeah! How you been?"
"Great! I senced your power level and almost blew the roof off the house."
"Hah hah. I bet."
Gohan suddenly saw the face of the person he was holding and his eyes nearly droped out of his head. It was Bulma! But then it wasn't. For one, she was dressed in a outfit he KNEW the Bulma he knew didn't have. It was a orenge jumpsuit with a black Capsule Corp patch and an orenge cap on her head. Then she saw how long her hair was, WAY too long. It was down to the middle of her back tied in a hair-fast piece of material, much like Trunks'. Then she saw the deep lines on her face where age had scared her. She seemed harder, colder, and warn down. She gave the small Z warrior a small and heart-felt smile.
"Gohan. So good to see you. Trunks you can put me down."
The son obayed and sent her softly on her feet. She drew near to Gohan.
"I heard about Goku. I'm Bulma from the future."
"I know. You Trunks' mom, his real mom. Your the only thing he talked about when he was in the past."
"Really."
She turned and gave a look to Trunks. He knew she would do nothing but torture him about that one little sentence once they got home.
"I'm glad your here Trunks. I got great news."
"What Vegeta got a spine transplant?"
Trunks almost laughed but he sucked it back in at the last second.
"No. I have a little brother! My mom had him a month ago."
"That's incredible! You must be one proud older brother. I know Trunks would be."
"You got that right. Congrads Gohan. What's his name?"
"Well........... We don't know yet because I have to name him. My mom let me, but I can't think of anything. I'm busting my brain to make a good one."
Bulma put her hand on Gohan's shoulder.
"I'm sure what ever name you give him, it will be."
"Thanks Bulma. Anyway, what are you guys DOING here? Is something bad going to happen in the future?"
"Hey! Just because I show up suddenly i'm the bringger of doom."
"I'm just talking out of experiance."
This time Trunks did laugh.
"Acually, were here on vacation." Bulma said.
"How long are you guys staying?"
"Good question. Well the power cells will be good for a month before they start to vent so a month or two at the most."
"Cool! Everything pretty boring around here. The tournament is coming up in five months so maybe if you come back then you can compete."
"Sounds fun. My times pretty quiet too. Nothing to speak of after destroying the androids."
"What about Cell?"
"We better get moving. The suns going down I want to hit Capsule Corp. before dusk. Mom, You want me to fly you?"
"Oh, sure Trunks. Let me shrink Faith and we'll go."
"Faith. Cool name."
"It was mom's idea."
"Now Trunks I can't take all the credit." She said as she pushed the trigger and the Faith went from a ship, to a puff of smoke to a capsule. "You helped me build her."
"Shall we?"
"Let's."
Trunks carefully wraped his arms around her and floated into the air. Gohan followed.
"Now Trunks, be carefull. I haven't all got over my trip though time."
Trunks gave a small chuckle. An evil, childish chuckle Vegeta had given her right before.....
"Trunks don't you dare!"
"YEHAH!!!"
Hit switched into super sayian mode and hit the troddle.
"TTTTTTRRRRRUUUUUUUUuuuuuunnnnnnnnnkkkkkkksssss!"
"Here are the Dragonballs you asked for."
"Thank you Mr. Popo."
"You look worried Dende. What is happening with the evil?"
"It's growing Mr. Popo. But I'm worried about something else."
"What Dende?"
"Trunks has returned."
"The one from the future? He was such a nice boy. Is something going to happen to him Dende?"
"I'm afraid so Mr. Popo. When the evil suffaces, I'm worried he's going to get hit hard by it."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Gohan hit the gas and sped as fast as he could toward the powerlevel he had felt. Trunks was back. He regarded the elder Z warrior as a good friend and a brave soul to risk his life to come and help them. Has dad had died in the end but not before tring to save the earth. Trunks saw to that. Gohan remembered the first time he saw Trunks. Only minutes after totally obliterating Freeza and King Kold, he gave sodas to them and acted nothing had happened. He was cool and collected. Gohan soon relized why he came and saw his growth not only as a warrior but as a person. He had gone through the same thing. Finally someone he could talk to that could understand him. Talking to his mother was usless. She meant well though. Picallo was still reeling from the joining of himself and Kami. In battle he was okay but when he let his mind wander, he had trouble keeping focused. Besides, he was more a father figure to Gohan, not a best friend. Vegeta was out of the question, Krillan was building his life with #18 and Yamcha was married. Tein and Chousu hadn't been seen in months. He had been bottling all his thoughts and been constrating on finding his brother to help keep them at bay. He got so wraped up in his thoughts he didn't see the ship until he was right on top of it. He looked down to see the small craft and a lavender haired man holding someone in his arms.
"GOHAN!!!"
The flying teen blasted toward the ground and nearly creamed into the two on the ground.
"Trunks! It's really you!"
"Yeah! How you been?"
"Great! I senced your power level and almost blew the roof off the house."
"Hah hah. I bet."
Gohan suddenly saw the face of the person he was holding and his eyes nearly droped out of his head. It was Bulma! But then it wasn't. For one, she was dressed in a outfit he KNEW the Bulma he knew didn't have. It was a orenge jumpsuit with a black Capsule Corp patch and an orenge cap on her head. Then she saw how long her hair was, WAY too long. It was down to the middle of her back tied in a hair-fast piece of material, much like Trunks'. Then she saw the deep lines on her face where age had scared her. She seemed harder, colder, and warn down. She gave the small Z warrior a small and heart-felt smile.
"Gohan. So good to see you. Trunks you can put me down."
The son obayed and sent her softly on her feet. She drew near to Gohan.
"I heard about Goku. I'm Bulma from the future."
"I know. You Trunks' mom, his real mom. Your the only thing he talked about when he was in the past."
"Really."
She turned and gave a look to Trunks. He knew she would do nothing but torture him about that one little sentence once they got home.
"I'm glad your here Trunks. I got great news."
"What Vegeta got a spine transplant?"
Trunks almost laughed but he sucked it back in at the last second.
"No. I have a little brother! My mom had him a month ago."
"That's incredible! You must be one proud older brother. I know Trunks would be."
"You got that right. Congrads Gohan. What's his name?"
"Well........... We don't know yet because I have to name him. My mom let me, but I can't think of anything. I'm busting my brain to make a good one."
Bulma put her hand on Gohan's shoulder.
"I'm sure what ever name you give him, it will be."
"Thanks Bulma. Anyway, what are you guys DOING here? Is something bad going to happen in the future?"
"Hey! Just because I show up suddenly i'm the bringger of doom."
"I'm just talking out of experiance."
This time Trunks did laugh.
"Acually, were here on vacation." Bulma said.
"How long are you guys staying?"
"Good question. Well the power cells will be good for a month before they start to vent so a month or two at the most."
"Cool! Everything pretty boring around here. The tournament is coming up in five months so maybe if you come back then you can compete."
"Sounds fun. My times pretty quiet too. Nothing to speak of after destroying the androids."
"What about Cell?"
"We better get moving. The suns going down I want to hit Capsule Corp. before dusk. Mom, You want me to fly you?"
"Oh, sure Trunks. Let me shrink Faith and we'll go."
"Faith. Cool name."
"It was mom's idea."
"Now Trunks I can't take all the credit." She said as she pushed the trigger and the Faith went from a ship, to a puff of smoke to a capsule. "You helped me build her."
"Shall we?"
"Let's."
Trunks carefully wraped his arms around her and floated into the air. Gohan followed.
"Now Trunks, be carefull. I haven't all got over my trip though time."
Trunks gave a small chuckle. An evil, childish chuckle Vegeta had given her right before.....
"Trunks don't you dare!"
"YEHAH!!!"
Hit switched into super sayian mode and hit the troddle.
"TTTTTTRRRRRUUUUUUUUuuuuuunnnnnnnnnkkkkkkksssss!"