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Chapter 1"Bye, mother."
Trunks smiled sheepishly, looking at the younger version of his mother. Although he had time to be accustomed to her face, it was still awkward calling this young woman his mother. She was much younger and brighter woman than his mother in the future timeframe. Bulma smiled back at her son and gave him a warm hug. He blushed. And as if that wasn't awkward enough, he saw the little version of himself staring at him from the ground.
But in her arms, he felt the familiar warmth that embraced him for so many years. It was the warmth that only his mother could offer. His awkwardness disappeared and he found himself smiling more comfortably. And after finding his comfort in her, he found the courage to tell her what he wanted her to know.
He leaned into her ears and whispered, "Don't give up on father. He loves you. He's a different man now, I know it." Bulma smiled at her grown-up son's warm words. She let go of him and took one last look, glancing at him face-to-face.
'It's good to know that Trunks is going to grow up to be a good-looking guy,' she said to herself silently. Her smile got wider when she added, 'Of course. He's my son.'
Trunks walked towards his time machine. He turned back few times and smiling at his mother. But Bulma knew that she was not the only one in his view.
She could tell he was glancing over her shoulders, trying to catch one last glimpse at his father. Vegeta was standing with his usual grumpy face and his proud arms crossed. He didn't directly look at his son, still putting his pride first. But she could feel his eyes answering Trunks' glimpses. And she could feel Trunks' cheeks burning every time his eyes met his father's. Trunks looked satisfied at that, knowing his father was too proud to do anything more.
'Bye father, bye mother.'
Trunks waved one last time before disappearing into his time. Bulma waved back, swallowing her tears. Then she turned to her baby boy, tugging on her leg. She smiled at the thought that he was to grow up to be the boy she just waved to. And hopefully, this Trunks will get to know his father.
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A year passed since Future Trunks left. Baby Trunks was now two and growing strongly. He was already proving that he is a Saiya-jin, bouncing around like a ball of energy. Bulma could see him playing in his playground through her laboratory window. Looking at him, she felt at peace. He always knew how to put a smile on her face without trying.
To her relief, Vegeta was still with her. They even got married. Maybe he felt the responsibility for Trunks; maybe he really did love her.
However apart from that, nothing much changed. He was still calling her 'woman' and demanded to be served. He was still breaking the gravity room and demanded it to be fixed.
But she did notice something different about him; the way he would treat Trunks.
Bulma heard from Yamcha how 'pissed off' Vegeta was when Future Trunks was killed by Cell. She was pleasantly surprised. She was glad that Yamcha told Future Trunks about it also. He would have been pleased. He didn't grow up with his father and this was the only opportunity for him to get to know Vegeta. She was happy for him.
To add to her happiness, he started taking interest in Trunks, although not in front of her. She saw him watching Trunks in play, staring at him while Trunks kicked the air. She even caught him watching Trunks in his sleep. Vegeta would try to stay frozen-faced, as though he didn't care. But he would forget about his pride after a while, smirking proudly at his son. Of course, Bulma watched this all secretly, trying not to damage his pride.
However he still had his burning desire to be the strongest of all, training day and night. Although the cruel and brutal ways had disappeared, his passion for beating Goku was still alive.
But Bulma did not see it as a threat to her family anymore. She believed he was a changed man now. Goku's dead but he's still on Earth. That shows something.
Unfortunately she was wrong.
When she was finally becoming hopeful of his commitment to the family, he left them. To make it worse, he didn't even say anything to her. One morning, she was woken up by the sound of roaring engine. She ran to where the spaceship should be but only to find nothing. After that, it is all blur to her memory. She remembers standing there, in disbelief, shedding unstoppable tears. She doesn't remember how long she stood there for or how she managed to keep a smile for Trunks like nothing was wrong.
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Yeah, I know, the first chapter goes nowhere. But stick around and review 'cause then I'll upload the other chapters. Let me know if you want this story to carry on, let me know if you care! :)