Bulma opened her eyes and saw her son sleeping calmly next to her in his father's chair. She was about to get up when Vegeta walked in the room. She closed her eyes and hoped he wouldn't notice her rising. He walked over and looked at the grown man that lay passed out in his chair. Bulma peeked open her eyes and watched in silence.
"The boy can't even pass out like a sayian. He hasn't changed a bit."
The sayian prince picked up a blanket of the floor and spred it across his future son. He looked again at him and smiled. A smile of pride and happiness at how much the boy had become a man, but was still a boy at heart. Vegeta turn and began to leave.
"I know you're not sleeping."
Bulma lifted her head up and looked at him. He refused to look back.
"Know this, you're the only thing he talked about when he was here. If something bad happens to Trunks,"
His black eyes turned and locked on her.
"I'll never forgive you."
He turned and was gone into the hallway. Bulma was left alone with her son. She felt something on her wrist and looked down to see the bracelet. She tucked it underneath her sleve and went back to sleep.
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"Mom? Mom. Mom are you okay?"
Bulma snapped out of her trace and looked over at Trunks. He was holding onto her arm. They were flying to Goku's house with little Trunks and his parents.
"Oh yes Trunks I'm fine. I'm just thinking about home. There probably almost finished on Orion Complex."
"What's that?" Bulma said as she piloted the ship.
"Oval Complex is a part of the city were building next. West City was obliterated by the andriods along with all the other cities. We are rebuilding now. The new sections we call Complexes. There's Grand, Orion, Heron, Aero and Nexus Complex. Grand's already finished with people moving in everyday. I can't wait till the cities totally done. Son City will be our greatest achivement."
"Son City. You named it after Goku didn't you?"
"Goku and Gohan. They both saved us, in more ways then one."
Elder Bulma sat quietly for a while as the craft flew though the air. Vegeta sat in a little corner, his indifferant expression on his face. Little Trunks walked over to his elder counterpart.
"Big Trunks want to play?" The little boy asked as he held up a toy boxing arena, the one with the red and blue robot men.
"Sure little dude."
They sat down together and exchanged plastic blows. The blue head of Elder's boxer popped up and he gasped.
"You BEAT me. No fair."
Little Trunks laughed.
"This calls for retaliation. Tickle style!" Elder Trunks said as he reached over and grabbed the boy.
They both erupted in laughter as the older boy tickled the young one.
"Can't you two shut up?!"
The laughter stopped as they both looked over at Vegeta, the source of the scoulding.
"Can't you quit that annoying racket. You two act like a bunch of wild idiots."
"Oh leave them alone Vegeta. Let the boy's play."
"Fine."
Vegeta spun himself tighter in his web of spite and ego. Elder Trunks gave the little one a nuggie and they both leaned up against the side of the ship and sighed in unison.
"Hey guys, I'm getting someone on radar."
"Who is it?" Elder Trunks said as he pilled into the passanger seat.
"Let's see......uh oh."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just going to raise the altitude."
"Is it her?" Trunks asked Bulma under his breath.
She only nodded.
"Is she alone?"
Anouther nod.
"Who is it?" Elder Bulma asked.
"No one Mom. The radars just acting funny. I'm going up."
She increased the altitude but the being was going nowhere. She flew in beside the craft and escorted them the rest of the way the the Son home. She landed and Bulma got out of the driver side.
"#18? What are you doing here?"
Trunks pilled out behind her.
"It's not a good idea for you to be here. My mom will flip if she sees you."
"I know. I don't care. I don't want this on my consionous anymore. If she hates me, I'm fine with that. I just want to apoligize for all my future half has done. I would have come out just the same if Cell hadn't have tried to kill me. I want to show her I'm not all bad."
"You'll always be all bad."
Trunks turned around to see his mother. Her eyes were thirsty for blood.
"I you and that bastard brother of yours turned my world into a shooting galary. I don't accept your apoligy. In fact, here's what I think of your apoligy."
"The boy can't even pass out like a sayian. He hasn't changed a bit."
The sayian prince picked up a blanket of the floor and spred it across his future son. He looked again at him and smiled. A smile of pride and happiness at how much the boy had become a man, but was still a boy at heart. Vegeta turn and began to leave.
"I know you're not sleeping."
Bulma lifted her head up and looked at him. He refused to look back.
"Know this, you're the only thing he talked about when he was here. If something bad happens to Trunks,"
His black eyes turned and locked on her.
"I'll never forgive you."
He turned and was gone into the hallway. Bulma was left alone with her son. She felt something on her wrist and looked down to see the bracelet. She tucked it underneath her sleve and went back to sleep.
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"Mom? Mom. Mom are you okay?"
Bulma snapped out of her trace and looked over at Trunks. He was holding onto her arm. They were flying to Goku's house with little Trunks and his parents.
"Oh yes Trunks I'm fine. I'm just thinking about home. There probably almost finished on Orion Complex."
"What's that?" Bulma said as she piloted the ship.
"Oval Complex is a part of the city were building next. West City was obliterated by the andriods along with all the other cities. We are rebuilding now. The new sections we call Complexes. There's Grand, Orion, Heron, Aero and Nexus Complex. Grand's already finished with people moving in everyday. I can't wait till the cities totally done. Son City will be our greatest achivement."
"Son City. You named it after Goku didn't you?"
"Goku and Gohan. They both saved us, in more ways then one."
Elder Bulma sat quietly for a while as the craft flew though the air. Vegeta sat in a little corner, his indifferant expression on his face. Little Trunks walked over to his elder counterpart.
"Big Trunks want to play?" The little boy asked as he held up a toy boxing arena, the one with the red and blue robot men.
"Sure little dude."
They sat down together and exchanged plastic blows. The blue head of Elder's boxer popped up and he gasped.
"You BEAT me. No fair."
Little Trunks laughed.
"This calls for retaliation. Tickle style!" Elder Trunks said as he reached over and grabbed the boy.
They both erupted in laughter as the older boy tickled the young one.
"Can't you two shut up?!"
The laughter stopped as they both looked over at Vegeta, the source of the scoulding.
"Can't you quit that annoying racket. You two act like a bunch of wild idiots."
"Oh leave them alone Vegeta. Let the boy's play."
"Fine."
Vegeta spun himself tighter in his web of spite and ego. Elder Trunks gave the little one a nuggie and they both leaned up against the side of the ship and sighed in unison.
"Hey guys, I'm getting someone on radar."
"Who is it?" Elder Trunks said as he pilled into the passanger seat.
"Let's see......uh oh."
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I'm just going to raise the altitude."
"Is it her?" Trunks asked Bulma under his breath.
She only nodded.
"Is she alone?"
Anouther nod.
"Who is it?" Elder Bulma asked.
"No one Mom. The radars just acting funny. I'm going up."
She increased the altitude but the being was going nowhere. She flew in beside the craft and escorted them the rest of the way the the Son home. She landed and Bulma got out of the driver side.
"#18? What are you doing here?"
Trunks pilled out behind her.
"It's not a good idea for you to be here. My mom will flip if she sees you."
"I know. I don't care. I don't want this on my consionous anymore. If she hates me, I'm fine with that. I just want to apoligize for all my future half has done. I would have come out just the same if Cell hadn't have tried to kill me. I want to show her I'm not all bad."
"You'll always be all bad."
Trunks turned around to see his mother. Her eyes were thirsty for blood.
"I you and that bastard brother of yours turned my world into a shooting galary. I don't accept your apoligy. In fact, here's what I think of your apoligy."