Hope For Life
By Gozilla
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Thank you so much to those who reviewed the fic! I thought there was no one reading it. ^-^
For all who read this, I wish you all a HAPPY and FRUITFUL NEW YEAR!!
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
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*crap* - thoughts
"crap" - conversation
(crap) - author's note
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Chapter 3: Returning home
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Gohan reached the mysterious fighter, "Oniisan! Oniisan! Please hang on!" He turned to Krillin, "Krillin-san, do you have the senzu bean with you? Can I give one to oniisan?"
"Yes, I have a few with me. Here, take one." Krillin replied as he passed a senzu bean to Gohan.
"Thanks." Gohan took the bean and handed it to Trunks, "Oniisan, please swallow it. It will heal your injuries immediately."
To everyone's surprise, Trunks shook his head.
"Thank you, Gohan." Trunks said weakly, "I really appreciate it. But I won't take it. I don't need it."
"Oniisan, what do you mean you don't need it?" Gohan asked in confusion, "You may not make it if you don't treat your injuries immediately."
Trunks looked at the Gohan's concerned look and smiled, "Gohan, I really don't need it. I just need to make it for another hour."
Gohan was very confused by Trunks' words. But he respected the other's decision, "Then at least let me treat your wounds."
Trunks did not object, he was too weak to argue. So he closed his eyes and nodded lightly.
Gohan smiled at the approval. He borrowed the first-aid kit from Krillin. Carefully, took off Trunks' bloodied jacket and shirt. Audible inhales could be heard as everyone on the scene was shocked at what they seen.
There were numerous nasty bleeding wounds all around Trunks' body, some were terribly deep and large.
Recovered from the initial shock, Gohan frantically tried to stop the fierce bleeding from the wounds but failed. He knew he must stop the bleeding or else the youth who had just saved the earth would die very soon. He covered one of the more serious wounds with bandages but the blood refused to stop.
Suddenly, a helping hand came from behind and gently pressed on the bandage. Gohan turned and met the big bright blue eyes of Bulma.
"Let me help." Bulma smiled warmly, "I have much more experience with this." and he started treating Trunks' wounds.
Trunks felt a pair of gently cool hands smoothing his sore wounds. Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar wave of sea-blue hair. His heart twisted in pain as he remembered the cold stiffened hand of his mother buried beneath the rubbles of his home.
Bulma looked up and saw the blue eyes of the mysterious fighter. She smiled, "Don't worry, you are safe with us. But I believe that you should take the senzu bean. Your injuries are very serious and you have lost too much blood."
Trunks looked at his young mother, his heart filled with warmth, *Mum is always so passionate to people, even to a stranger who she has never met before.* Trunks found it hard to look at Bulma's smiling face, *Mum, I am sorry that I left you all alone in your death. I will join you very soon...*
Trunks lowered his head and avoid eye contact with Bulma, "Thank you for your kind advice. But I have my reasons not to take the bean. I am sorry..."
Bulma's face saddened as she felt extremely uncomfortable watching a youth wasting his life away like this.
She looked at Trunks for a few moments, "You look... somehow familiar. Have we met before?" she asked suspiciously.
Trunks was shocked at the question. *You will not tell anyone, except Goku, who you are. Otherwise, we will never know how much of the history will be affected..." Trunks remembered his mother warned him.
"No, no, we have never met." Trunks denied, closing his eyes in exhaustion.
There was no exchange of words for the next 20 minutes as Gohan and Bulma were busied treating Trunks wounds.
When they have finally finished, which could only slow down the bleeding, they were getting more worried as they found that they were surrounded by a shallow pool of blood. They helped Trunks to move to a clean spot, allowing him to sit leaning against a rock.
Trunks was very pale and his mind clouded as a result of the massive loss of blood.
*We must keep him awake. Otherwise, he may die in his sleep...* Bulma and Gohan had the same thought. So they started talking to him.
"Oniisan." Gohan asked softly, gently shaking Trunks at his shoulder, "You haven't told us you name yet. By the way, how do you know my name? I don't remember anyone telling you that."
Trunks opened his eyes, which came to focus after a few seconds, "I... I overheard someone calling your name. That's why I know. I... Hmm... I am really sorry that I can't tell you my name..."
"What do you mean you can't tell us your name?" Piccolo demanded, "How do we know if you are a friend or a foe?"
Silence.
Gohan looked at Piccolo and Trunks, trying to change the subject, "Oniisan, how do you know my father? Have you met him before? Are you a saiyajin too? I saw you transformed into a super saiyajin, right?"
"He is not a saiyajin!" Vegeta shouted angrily. He stood away from the group, his arms crossed, "There are only four saiyajins who survived the genocide. Two were now dead. I and Kakkaroto are the only two left. There is no way he is a saiyajin! Who are you? Why are you here?" he demanded fiercely.
"Can you guys give him a break?" Bulma stepped in and yelled, "He has just saved the world and all of us from doom. Can't you see he has almost given up his life doing it? If you still can't figure out who is your friend or foe, it is your own problem! Does it really matters if he is a saiyajin or not?"
Everyone, including Trunks, looked at Bulma, eyes-widened at her words.
The other Z-warriors quietly settled and sat down around the area. Vegeta and Piccolo muttered something under their noses and stayed away from the group.
Bulma turned and winced one eye to Trunks, who blushed slightly and looked away.
Trunks turned to Gohan, "I am sorry that I can't give you any details of myself. I have my reasons. But I can tell you that Goku-san will arrive in around an hour, in somewhere about 50 miles from here. We should get there before he arrives." as he tried to get up. But his limbs were too weak to support him and he started to fall. He never hit the ground as Gohan and Bulma supported him.
"Let me carry you to the site." Gohan said as he supported Trunks on his back, with a helping hand from Bulma, "Just tell me the direction."
Trunks nodded in appreciation, "Thank, Gohan." and they took off, with the others following closely behind them.
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~20 minutes later~
Gohan landed gently on the ground, *It should be close enough to father's landing spot.* he thought as he set down the injured youth sitting leaning a large rock
"Oniisan, we are here..." he said as his smile faded. Trunks' eyes were tightly closed and his face was as white as paper. Gohan reached to Trunks' neck and found only weak and irregular pulses.
Wind blew across the area. Gohan shivered as he felt the chilly wind bit into his back. He found that his shirt was soaked with Trunks' blood.
"How is he?" Bulma asked. She got a lift by Yumacha. Gently, she shook Trunks' shoulder, "Hey, wake up, smart boy. It is not yet bed time." she said smiling, but unable to mask her worries.
Trunks slowly opened his eyes, disoriented. "Where am I?" he asked in a whisper.
"Oniisan, we are in an area near tousan's landing spot as you have told me." Gohan said, "How are you feeling?"
Trunks checked the time, "Goku-san should be arriving in around half an hour." He looked at the bright blue sky, feeling his life slipping away, *Just an hour... Just give me an hour and I will be with you... mum, please wait for me...*
Unknowing the death thought of the youth, Gohan and Bulma continued to talk to Trunks, trying everything to help him to stay awake. Their worries grew as they found him to be more and more quiet.
After a year-like long half hour, the Z-warriors sensed the approach of a strong ki.
"Otousan!" said Gohan cheerfully, turning to Trunks, "Otousan is back! Oniisan, you are right! He is back and he is coming this way!"
Trunks looked at the direction of Goku's ki, a flash of liveliness appeared across his dull eyes. *Finally... it will be over very soon... very soon...*
The next moment, a ball-shaped spaceship thundered across the sky, and a minor explosion erupted near the group.
The Z-warriors leapt to air and started flying towards the spaceship. Gohan, on the other hand, carried Trunks on his back and flied to the landing spot.
The group arrived just in time to see Goku came out of the spaceship. The group, except for Vegeta and Piccolo, cheered at Goku.
"His foretelling is true!" Krillin shouted happily, turning to see Gohan landing and settling the wounded fighter to the ground.
"How come you are all here?" Goku was very surprised to see the entire group of Z-warriors waiting for him, "How do you know that I am going to land here? Where are Freeza and Cold? I knew they came to earth but their ki disappeared abruptly about an hour ago." Goku turned to Piccolo and Vegeta, "Piccolo, Vegeta, did you guys defeated the two monsters? "
"Goku! Welcome back!" Yumcha shouted, pointing at Trunks, "This young man here told us your landing time and place! He is the one who defeated Freeza and Cold!"
Goku approached the group, looking at the bloodied fighter, "I don't know you. Who are you?" he asked innocently.
"What?" the group asked in unison.
"But..." Krillin stepped forward and asked, "Gohan said that he is a super saiyajin, just like you. Are you sure you don't know him?"
"He is a super saiyajin too?" Goku asked excitedly, "I thought I was the only one who can transform!"
Having enough humiliation for not being able to transform to SSJ, Vegeta yelled, "Cut the bull, Kakaroto!"
"Ok, ok." Goku smiled, not taking any offences, and looked more closely to Trunks, "You are in very bad shape. Did you have a hard fight with Freeza and Cold?"
"No, otousan." Gohan said, his face filled with worries, "Oniisan was injured before he fights the two monsters. He didn't get a scratch from the fight. But he refused to take a senzu bean to heal the injuries."
Goku was puzzled, "Why don't you take the bean? It will heal you almost immediately. You won't last long in this condition."
"Goku-san." Trunks said, struggling to stand up, "I need to talk to you, in private."
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End of Chapter 3
I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Please feel free to review and comment!
By Gozilla
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Thank you so much to those who reviewed the fic! I thought there was no one reading it. ^-^
For all who read this, I wish you all a HAPPY and FRUITFUL NEW YEAR!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Disclaimer: I don't own anything and I don't have anything. So don't sue me!
Please excuse my poor English. ^-^
Reviews are most welcomed!!
Enjoy!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*crap* - thoughts
"crap" - conversation
(crap) - author's note
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Chapter 3: Returning home
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Gohan reached the mysterious fighter, "Oniisan! Oniisan! Please hang on!" He turned to Krillin, "Krillin-san, do you have the senzu bean with you? Can I give one to oniisan?"
"Yes, I have a few with me. Here, take one." Krillin replied as he passed a senzu bean to Gohan.
"Thanks." Gohan took the bean and handed it to Trunks, "Oniisan, please swallow it. It will heal your injuries immediately."
To everyone's surprise, Trunks shook his head.
"Thank you, Gohan." Trunks said weakly, "I really appreciate it. But I won't take it. I don't need it."
"Oniisan, what do you mean you don't need it?" Gohan asked in confusion, "You may not make it if you don't treat your injuries immediately."
Trunks looked at the Gohan's concerned look and smiled, "Gohan, I really don't need it. I just need to make it for another hour."
Gohan was very confused by Trunks' words. But he respected the other's decision, "Then at least let me treat your wounds."
Trunks did not object, he was too weak to argue. So he closed his eyes and nodded lightly.
Gohan smiled at the approval. He borrowed the first-aid kit from Krillin. Carefully, took off Trunks' bloodied jacket and shirt. Audible inhales could be heard as everyone on the scene was shocked at what they seen.
There were numerous nasty bleeding wounds all around Trunks' body, some were terribly deep and large.
Recovered from the initial shock, Gohan frantically tried to stop the fierce bleeding from the wounds but failed. He knew he must stop the bleeding or else the youth who had just saved the earth would die very soon. He covered one of the more serious wounds with bandages but the blood refused to stop.
Suddenly, a helping hand came from behind and gently pressed on the bandage. Gohan turned and met the big bright blue eyes of Bulma.
"Let me help." Bulma smiled warmly, "I have much more experience with this." and he started treating Trunks' wounds.
Trunks felt a pair of gently cool hands smoothing his sore wounds. Slowly, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar wave of sea-blue hair. His heart twisted in pain as he remembered the cold stiffened hand of his mother buried beneath the rubbles of his home.
Bulma looked up and saw the blue eyes of the mysterious fighter. She smiled, "Don't worry, you are safe with us. But I believe that you should take the senzu bean. Your injuries are very serious and you have lost too much blood."
Trunks looked at his young mother, his heart filled with warmth, *Mum is always so passionate to people, even to a stranger who she has never met before.* Trunks found it hard to look at Bulma's smiling face, *Mum, I am sorry that I left you all alone in your death. I will join you very soon...*
Trunks lowered his head and avoid eye contact with Bulma, "Thank you for your kind advice. But I have my reasons not to take the bean. I am sorry..."
Bulma's face saddened as she felt extremely uncomfortable watching a youth wasting his life away like this.
She looked at Trunks for a few moments, "You look... somehow familiar. Have we met before?" she asked suspiciously.
Trunks was shocked at the question. *You will not tell anyone, except Goku, who you are. Otherwise, we will never know how much of the history will be affected..." Trunks remembered his mother warned him.
"No, no, we have never met." Trunks denied, closing his eyes in exhaustion.
There was no exchange of words for the next 20 minutes as Gohan and Bulma were busied treating Trunks wounds.
When they have finally finished, which could only slow down the bleeding, they were getting more worried as they found that they were surrounded by a shallow pool of blood. They helped Trunks to move to a clean spot, allowing him to sit leaning against a rock.
Trunks was very pale and his mind clouded as a result of the massive loss of blood.
*We must keep him awake. Otherwise, he may die in his sleep...* Bulma and Gohan had the same thought. So they started talking to him.
"Oniisan." Gohan asked softly, gently shaking Trunks at his shoulder, "You haven't told us you name yet. By the way, how do you know my name? I don't remember anyone telling you that."
Trunks opened his eyes, which came to focus after a few seconds, "I... I overheard someone calling your name. That's why I know. I... Hmm... I am really sorry that I can't tell you my name..."
"What do you mean you can't tell us your name?" Piccolo demanded, "How do we know if you are a friend or a foe?"
Silence.
Gohan looked at Piccolo and Trunks, trying to change the subject, "Oniisan, how do you know my father? Have you met him before? Are you a saiyajin too? I saw you transformed into a super saiyajin, right?"
"He is not a saiyajin!" Vegeta shouted angrily. He stood away from the group, his arms crossed, "There are only four saiyajins who survived the genocide. Two were now dead. I and Kakkaroto are the only two left. There is no way he is a saiyajin! Who are you? Why are you here?" he demanded fiercely.
"Can you guys give him a break?" Bulma stepped in and yelled, "He has just saved the world and all of us from doom. Can't you see he has almost given up his life doing it? If you still can't figure out who is your friend or foe, it is your own problem! Does it really matters if he is a saiyajin or not?"
Everyone, including Trunks, looked at Bulma, eyes-widened at her words.
The other Z-warriors quietly settled and sat down around the area. Vegeta and Piccolo muttered something under their noses and stayed away from the group.
Bulma turned and winced one eye to Trunks, who blushed slightly and looked away.
Trunks turned to Gohan, "I am sorry that I can't give you any details of myself. I have my reasons. But I can tell you that Goku-san will arrive in around an hour, in somewhere about 50 miles from here. We should get there before he arrives." as he tried to get up. But his limbs were too weak to support him and he started to fall. He never hit the ground as Gohan and Bulma supported him.
"Let me carry you to the site." Gohan said as he supported Trunks on his back, with a helping hand from Bulma, "Just tell me the direction."
Trunks nodded in appreciation, "Thank, Gohan." and they took off, with the others following closely behind them.
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~20 minutes later~
Gohan landed gently on the ground, *It should be close enough to father's landing spot.* he thought as he set down the injured youth sitting leaning a large rock
"Oniisan, we are here..." he said as his smile faded. Trunks' eyes were tightly closed and his face was as white as paper. Gohan reached to Trunks' neck and found only weak and irregular pulses.
Wind blew across the area. Gohan shivered as he felt the chilly wind bit into his back. He found that his shirt was soaked with Trunks' blood.
"How is he?" Bulma asked. She got a lift by Yumacha. Gently, she shook Trunks' shoulder, "Hey, wake up, smart boy. It is not yet bed time." she said smiling, but unable to mask her worries.
Trunks slowly opened his eyes, disoriented. "Where am I?" he asked in a whisper.
"Oniisan, we are in an area near tousan's landing spot as you have told me." Gohan said, "How are you feeling?"
Trunks checked the time, "Goku-san should be arriving in around half an hour." He looked at the bright blue sky, feeling his life slipping away, *Just an hour... Just give me an hour and I will be with you... mum, please wait for me...*
Unknowing the death thought of the youth, Gohan and Bulma continued to talk to Trunks, trying everything to help him to stay awake. Their worries grew as they found him to be more and more quiet.
After a year-like long half hour, the Z-warriors sensed the approach of a strong ki.
"Otousan!" said Gohan cheerfully, turning to Trunks, "Otousan is back! Oniisan, you are right! He is back and he is coming this way!"
Trunks looked at the direction of Goku's ki, a flash of liveliness appeared across his dull eyes. *Finally... it will be over very soon... very soon...*
The next moment, a ball-shaped spaceship thundered across the sky, and a minor explosion erupted near the group.
The Z-warriors leapt to air and started flying towards the spaceship. Gohan, on the other hand, carried Trunks on his back and flied to the landing spot.
The group arrived just in time to see Goku came out of the spaceship. The group, except for Vegeta and Piccolo, cheered at Goku.
"His foretelling is true!" Krillin shouted happily, turning to see Gohan landing and settling the wounded fighter to the ground.
"How come you are all here?" Goku was very surprised to see the entire group of Z-warriors waiting for him, "How do you know that I am going to land here? Where are Freeza and Cold? I knew they came to earth but their ki disappeared abruptly about an hour ago." Goku turned to Piccolo and Vegeta, "Piccolo, Vegeta, did you guys defeated the two monsters? "
"Goku! Welcome back!" Yumcha shouted, pointing at Trunks, "This young man here told us your landing time and place! He is the one who defeated Freeza and Cold!"
Goku approached the group, looking at the bloodied fighter, "I don't know you. Who are you?" he asked innocently.
"What?" the group asked in unison.
"But..." Krillin stepped forward and asked, "Gohan said that he is a super saiyajin, just like you. Are you sure you don't know him?"
"He is a super saiyajin too?" Goku asked excitedly, "I thought I was the only one who can transform!"
Having enough humiliation for not being able to transform to SSJ, Vegeta yelled, "Cut the bull, Kakaroto!"
"Ok, ok." Goku smiled, not taking any offences, and looked more closely to Trunks, "You are in very bad shape. Did you have a hard fight with Freeza and Cold?"
"No, otousan." Gohan said, his face filled with worries, "Oniisan was injured before he fights the two monsters. He didn't get a scratch from the fight. But he refused to take a senzu bean to heal the injuries."
Goku was puzzled, "Why don't you take the bean? It will heal you almost immediately. You won't last long in this condition."
"Goku-san." Trunks said, struggling to stand up, "I need to talk to you, in private."
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End of Chapter 3
I hope you enjoyed the chapter!
Please feel free to review and comment!