Hope For Life
By Gozilla
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Thank you so much to those who left me a review!!
Kurafoxgirl: Thank you very much for correcting my grammar! I am sorry for my lousy English as it is not my first language. I will do my best not to hurt my readers' eyes with mistakes like this in the future. ^-^
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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 4: A new beginning
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"Hm?" Goku was even more puzzled, but he had a feeling that the youth was not a threat.
"Ok, we will find somewhere private." Goku said as he carefully pulled one of Trunks arm around his shoulders, supporting Trunks' battered body. He turned to the group, "You guys wait here, ok?"
Goku flew to an open area about 200 meters away from the others. He settled Trunks to the ground. He frowned as he took a closer look at Trunks' conditions, "I seriously recommend you to take a senzu bean before it's too late."
Trunks slowly looked up, examining the saiyajin standing in front of him, *So he is the one mum always talk about...* the thought of his mum send another wave of twisting pain to his broken heart.
"Goku-san," said Trunks, ignoring the offer for the senzu bean, "are you a super saiyajin? Please excuse my ridiculous request, but, could you please... show me?"
Goku was surprised by the request, "Yes, I am. Of course I don't mind to show you." he smiled warmly and started gathering his ki.
Abruptly, a powerful ki surfaced, creating golden waves of ki surrounding Goku.
The Z-warriors watched in amusement as Goku transformed into SSJ.
"Tousan has transformed into super saiyajin!" Gohan shouted excitedly.
Piccolo was speechless while Vegeta felt a fierce fire burning inside him.
Trunks looked at Goku, amused, "Mum was right... You are strong, very strong. Maybe you are the one who can save the world... the last hope... not me..."
Goku looked at the mysterious fighter curiously, "Your mum knew me? What do you mean by I am 'the last hope'?"
Trunks took a deep breath and winced slightly at the great pain from the broken ribs, "I would like to introduce myself. My name is Trunks Vegeta Briefs. I came from the future, 18 years from now. I am a demi-saiyajin."
"The future? Vegeta? Briefs?" Goku asked in shock, "Are... are you saying that you are the son of... Vegeta and... Bulma?" he turned to look at the two from a distance, unbelieving, "I always thought the Bulma would marry Yumcha. I have never imagine Bulma and Vegeta will get together."
Trunks blushed slightly, despite his massive loss of blood, "Yes, I am the son of Vegeta and Bulma. I will be born in about two year from now. But you must promise me that you won't tell anyone about this. Otherwise, they may never get together and I will never exist."
Goku nodded with confirmation, unable to take his curious eyes away from Vegeta and Bulma.
Trunks' eyes shone with determination, "But I am not here to tell you this. I am here to bring a warning to you."
Goku turned and looked at the youth, his eyes serious, concentrated and ready.
Trunks' eyes darkened, "Three years from today, two monstrous androids will emerge out of nowhere. They will start destroying the world and kill almost every Z-warrior. Gohan and I were the only two left in my timeline."
Pain filled his sad blue eyes, "About two years before I come to this timeline, Gohan was also killed. I am the last warrior left." he closed his eyes as the stabbing pain overwhelm his heart.
"Wait," Goku asked, "what about me? Was I killed by the androids too?"
"No, you weren't." Trunks looked Goku, "You died in a heart attack caused by a deadly virus about one year from now."
"K'so!" Goku cursed, frustrated, "How can this happen to me? I don't want to die like that! I really want to fight those androids."
Trunks smiled weakly, "You are exactly the same as mum has described." He reached to his pocket and brought out the bottle containing the antidote. The memory of the icy cold hand of his mum speared into his heart, *Mum... I am confident that you are right about Goku-san will be able to save the world.*
Trunks handed the bottle to Goku with trembling hand. Goku took the bottle carefully and looked at it curiously.
"This is the antidote for the heart disease." Trunks explained, feeling that his mission had accomplished and his life energy almost burnt out, "Mum prepared it for you so that you can survive the heart disease."
"Really? That's great!!" Goku cheered. His big smile faded as he noticed Trunks' breathing became shallower and irregular, "Trunks, hold on. Your mum is still waiting for you in the other timeline. You can't give up here."
"No, she is not." Trunks lowered his head, tears threatening to escape, "The androids attacked us just before I come to this timeline. I couldn't save her in time. She is dead."
Goku inhaled deeply in horror, trying to imagine the pain of losing the last of the family members, "Trunks... I... I am sorry."
"Goku-san," Trunks asked weakly, almost in a whisper, struggling to keep his eyes open, "Can I ask you to do me one last favour?"
Goku could feel that Trunks' life was dangerously close to its very end. He swallowed hard, "What can I do for you?"
A faint smile appeared on Trunks' face, he closed his eyes, "There is a capsule in my pocket. It is the time machine mum has made. Could you please de-capsulise it and send me back to my timeline with the time machine? I want to die beside my mum... I don't want her to be alone..." as he slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
"Trunks! Trunks!" Goku shook the youth desperately, but no response.
*I can't let him die like this! He doesn't deserve such a tragic death!* Goku yelled in his mind. He picked Trunks' limp body and flew towards the group.
The Z-warriors were surprised by the sudden turn of the situation. Goku landed among the group, "Krillin, give me a senzu bean!"
"O... ok." Krillin passed a senzu bean to Goku.
"Come on! Swallow it!" Goku tried to force the senzu bean into Trunks' mouth, but there was no response.
"Tousan..." Gohan said, very worried as he could barely sense the ki of the youth.
"Bulma!" Goku shouted, "I need to borrow your re-generation tank!" He turned to Gohan, "Gohan, go to Bulma's place and take the tank back home! I will bring him there! Quick!"
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~Two days later, inside Goku's home~
Trunks slowly opened his eyes. The liquid in front of his eyes was making him uncomfortable. Getting used to the feeling, he slowly surveyed the surrounding.
*Where am I? Am I dead? Is it what hell looks like?* he thought as he found himself in a very strange environment.
He was surrounded by some strange thick liquid. There was a mask on his face, supplying the air he breathed. He was inside a tank-like container with a small window in front of his face. Through the small window, he saw the something outside the tank ... something looked very like home furniture.
Puzzled, he concentrated on a bottle placed on a table. *That looks... familiar...* he thought as he searched his memories. He felt as if he was struck by a thunder as reality hit him, *It's the antidote I brought to Goku-san!! Why am I not dead?! Why?!*
Rage filled his heart and his ki rose dramatically. Angrily, he hit the wall of the tank, creating a large hole on the tank. The liquid burst through the hole, pushing Trunks out of the tank.
Trunks pulled the mask out of his face and tried to get up. But his limbs failed to support him as his injuries were not even half healed. He felt so weak that he struggled to keep himself from another black-out.
"What is it?" Goku rushed into the room. He sensed Trunks outburst of ki. "Hold on! Don't move! You are still very weak!"
Trunks looked at Goku, his eyes a mixture of rage and desperation, "Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you just let me die?"
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It was the last thing Trunks had spoke for the last three days. Sitting in a corner of the room, he refused to eat or drink. He didn't sleep or move.
No matter what Goku, Gohan or ChiChi did, there was simply no response from Trunks. He just stared at the emptiness in front of him, hoping and waiting for death to claim his life.
Goku had hidden Trunks' sword and the capsule containing his time machine from the youth, afraid that he might go away and kill himself. Goku and Gohan kept a close eye on Trunks as there were several occasions that they could barely stop Trunks from killing himself with his own ki attack.
Goku did not tell anyone anything about Trunks, including Gohan. But Gohan was more than happy to help his father to take care of the mysterious fighter. He spent a lot of time talking to Trunks, though he never got any response.
On the fourth day, Goku went to the room where the two demi-saiyajins were, only to meet the worried eyes of his son.
"How is he?" Goku asked, looking at the two.
Gohan shook his head, "The same. Oniisan did not even move a finger. Tousan, we must do something soon. Otherwise, he may starve himself to death."
Goku thought for a while, "I think I know someone who may be able to help."
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~Half an hour later, inside the Briefs' mansion~
"Hello, Goku!" Bulma greeted the visitor cheerfully, "We haven't seen you since you arrived! How are you doing? Is everything alright? How about that cute little guy? Is he healed?"
"That's the reason I am here." Goku smiled, "I need your help."
Goku very briefly explained the story of Trunks and the reason why he was here, without revealing the anything about the identity of Trunks.
"So, he is from the future." Bulma said, amused, "Poor guy, I can't even imagine what I would do if I lost everyone I know in the world. Lucky that you and Gohan can stop him from doing something silly. So, what can I help you?"
"Something simple." Goku smiled innocently.
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~Half an hour later, inside Goku's home~
Gohan looked at the tray of food put in front of Trunks, untouched, as usual. He sighed and took the tray to the kitchen.
Just before he left the room, he sensed the approach of the ki of his father. "Tousan! Bulma-san!" he said as he saw Bulma walking behind Goku.
"Gohan, let's go to the kitchen and we will see your mother has prepared for dinner." he said as he pushed Gohan towards the kitchen and winced one eye to Bulma.
Bulma smiled and nodded. She turned and walked inside the room. Her heart sank as she saw thin battered figure of Trunks in the corner.
Slowly, she walked towards Trunks, who seemed to take no notice of her. Gently, she embraced him.
Trunks was shocked to see a sea of blue hair and smelt a very familiar scent of... his mother.
"My dear," Bulma whispered to Trunks' ear, whose eyes opened widely, "please be brave and live on."
The whisper of Bulma exploded like thunders in Trunks' ears. Slowly, long lost tears started pouring out of his eyes. He hugged Bulma and started crying, letting all the suppressed emotions to run free.
He cried until he was so exhausted and fell asleep in Bulma's embrace.
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~The next morning~
Trunks woke up and found himself lying on a bed. He held his hand in front of his eyes to block the sunlight from a nearby window. He ran through what had happened in the past few days and remembered his mother hugging him and saying those words to him.
"Was it a dream?" he murmured.
"No, it was not a dream." came a voice from the door. It was Goku, who walked towards Trunks and sat down on the chair beside the bed, "How are you feeling?"
"What happened?" Trunks asked weakly, "How... how does she know? You didn't tell her about my identity, did you?"
"Of course I didn't." Goku winced one eye to Trunks, "I always keep my words. Not even Gohan knew anything about you. I just asked her to say those words to you. She doesn't know anything about you except that you came from the future to warn us about the androids."
Trunks sighed in relief, smiling, "Thank you, Goku-san. I knew mum would tell me the same thing if she was here. I just couldn't get myself out of those thoughts by myself... It hurt so much..."
Goku put an assuring hand on Trunks' shoulder, "I understand. The most important thing is that you got over it. Now you have to move on. So, what's your plan?"
Trunks thought for a while, "I don't know. I have lost everything. There is no point for me to return to my timeline, not until I am strong enough to defeat those evil androids." his tired eyes looked out of the window.
Trunks turned to look at Goku, "Goku-san, can I stay and train with you? I need to be stronger, much strong in order to defeat the androids. I will defeat those androids to avenge my mum's death and I will bury mum with this victory."
"Of course!" Goku said cheerfully, "I would love to have a super saiyajin to be my sparring partner!"
Trunks continued, "In order not to interfere too much with the history, I will not see anyone apart from your family before my past-self in this timeline is born, especially my parents."
"No problem." Goku said, "You just stay here from now on. I will make sure no one will come near here."
Trunks smiled with appreciation.
"Oniisan, you are awake!" Gohan said happily as he went in the room.
"Gohan," Goku turned to his son, "he is going to stay with us for a while. I am sure he can teach you a lot of fighting skills."
"Great!" Gohan cheered, "So, oniisan, what's your name anyway. It is kind of hard to address someone without using his name."
"Hm..." Goku hesitated, not knowing how to answer the question as he didn't want to break his promise with Trunks.
Trunks smiled, "Call me Mirai, which means 'future'. I hope you don't mind having some stranger in your home."
Gohan replied happily, "Of course not! Mirai-san, are you hungry? You haven't eat for four days already."
A low rumbling sound from Trunks' stomach answered Gohan's question. Trunks blushed heavily while Goku and Gohan laughed.
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The End
I hope you enjoyed the story!
Please feel free to review and comment!
By Gozilla
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Thank you so much to those who left me a review!!
Kurafoxgirl: Thank you very much for correcting my grammar! I am sorry for my lousy English as it is not my first language. I will do my best not to hurt my readers' eyes with mistakes like this in the future. ^-^
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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!!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*crap* - thoughts
"crap" - conversation
(crap) - author's note
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Chapter 4: A new beginning
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"Hm?" Goku was even more puzzled, but he had a feeling that the youth was not a threat.
"Ok, we will find somewhere private." Goku said as he carefully pulled one of Trunks arm around his shoulders, supporting Trunks' battered body. He turned to the group, "You guys wait here, ok?"
Goku flew to an open area about 200 meters away from the others. He settled Trunks to the ground. He frowned as he took a closer look at Trunks' conditions, "I seriously recommend you to take a senzu bean before it's too late."
Trunks slowly looked up, examining the saiyajin standing in front of him, *So he is the one mum always talk about...* the thought of his mum send another wave of twisting pain to his broken heart.
"Goku-san," said Trunks, ignoring the offer for the senzu bean, "are you a super saiyajin? Please excuse my ridiculous request, but, could you please... show me?"
Goku was surprised by the request, "Yes, I am. Of course I don't mind to show you." he smiled warmly and started gathering his ki.
Abruptly, a powerful ki surfaced, creating golden waves of ki surrounding Goku.
The Z-warriors watched in amusement as Goku transformed into SSJ.
"Tousan has transformed into super saiyajin!" Gohan shouted excitedly.
Piccolo was speechless while Vegeta felt a fierce fire burning inside him.
Trunks looked at Goku, amused, "Mum was right... You are strong, very strong. Maybe you are the one who can save the world... the last hope... not me..."
Goku looked at the mysterious fighter curiously, "Your mum knew me? What do you mean by I am 'the last hope'?"
Trunks took a deep breath and winced slightly at the great pain from the broken ribs, "I would like to introduce myself. My name is Trunks Vegeta Briefs. I came from the future, 18 years from now. I am a demi-saiyajin."
"The future? Vegeta? Briefs?" Goku asked in shock, "Are... are you saying that you are the son of... Vegeta and... Bulma?" he turned to look at the two from a distance, unbelieving, "I always thought the Bulma would marry Yumcha. I have never imagine Bulma and Vegeta will get together."
Trunks blushed slightly, despite his massive loss of blood, "Yes, I am the son of Vegeta and Bulma. I will be born in about two year from now. But you must promise me that you won't tell anyone about this. Otherwise, they may never get together and I will never exist."
Goku nodded with confirmation, unable to take his curious eyes away from Vegeta and Bulma.
Trunks' eyes shone with determination, "But I am not here to tell you this. I am here to bring a warning to you."
Goku turned and looked at the youth, his eyes serious, concentrated and ready.
Trunks' eyes darkened, "Three years from today, two monstrous androids will emerge out of nowhere. They will start destroying the world and kill almost every Z-warrior. Gohan and I were the only two left in my timeline."
Pain filled his sad blue eyes, "About two years before I come to this timeline, Gohan was also killed. I am the last warrior left." he closed his eyes as the stabbing pain overwhelm his heart.
"Wait," Goku asked, "what about me? Was I killed by the androids too?"
"No, you weren't." Trunks looked Goku, "You died in a heart attack caused by a deadly virus about one year from now."
"K'so!" Goku cursed, frustrated, "How can this happen to me? I don't want to die like that! I really want to fight those androids."
Trunks smiled weakly, "You are exactly the same as mum has described." He reached to his pocket and brought out the bottle containing the antidote. The memory of the icy cold hand of his mum speared into his heart, *Mum... I am confident that you are right about Goku-san will be able to save the world.*
Trunks handed the bottle to Goku with trembling hand. Goku took the bottle carefully and looked at it curiously.
"This is the antidote for the heart disease." Trunks explained, feeling that his mission had accomplished and his life energy almost burnt out, "Mum prepared it for you so that you can survive the heart disease."
"Really? That's great!!" Goku cheered. His big smile faded as he noticed Trunks' breathing became shallower and irregular, "Trunks, hold on. Your mum is still waiting for you in the other timeline. You can't give up here."
"No, she is not." Trunks lowered his head, tears threatening to escape, "The androids attacked us just before I come to this timeline. I couldn't save her in time. She is dead."
Goku inhaled deeply in horror, trying to imagine the pain of losing the last of the family members, "Trunks... I... I am sorry."
"Goku-san," Trunks asked weakly, almost in a whisper, struggling to keep his eyes open, "Can I ask you to do me one last favour?"
Goku could feel that Trunks' life was dangerously close to its very end. He swallowed hard, "What can I do for you?"
A faint smile appeared on Trunks' face, he closed his eyes, "There is a capsule in my pocket. It is the time machine mum has made. Could you please de-capsulise it and send me back to my timeline with the time machine? I want to die beside my mum... I don't want her to be alone..." as he slowly slipped into unconsciousness.
"Trunks! Trunks!" Goku shook the youth desperately, but no response.
*I can't let him die like this! He doesn't deserve such a tragic death!* Goku yelled in his mind. He picked Trunks' limp body and flew towards the group.
The Z-warriors were surprised by the sudden turn of the situation. Goku landed among the group, "Krillin, give me a senzu bean!"
"O... ok." Krillin passed a senzu bean to Goku.
"Come on! Swallow it!" Goku tried to force the senzu bean into Trunks' mouth, but there was no response.
"Tousan..." Gohan said, very worried as he could barely sense the ki of the youth.
"Bulma!" Goku shouted, "I need to borrow your re-generation tank!" He turned to Gohan, "Gohan, go to Bulma's place and take the tank back home! I will bring him there! Quick!"
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~Two days later, inside Goku's home~
Trunks slowly opened his eyes. The liquid in front of his eyes was making him uncomfortable. Getting used to the feeling, he slowly surveyed the surrounding.
*Where am I? Am I dead? Is it what hell looks like?* he thought as he found himself in a very strange environment.
He was surrounded by some strange thick liquid. There was a mask on his face, supplying the air he breathed. He was inside a tank-like container with a small window in front of his face. Through the small window, he saw the something outside the tank ... something looked very like home furniture.
Puzzled, he concentrated on a bottle placed on a table. *That looks... familiar...* he thought as he searched his memories. He felt as if he was struck by a thunder as reality hit him, *It's the antidote I brought to Goku-san!! Why am I not dead?! Why?!*
Rage filled his heart and his ki rose dramatically. Angrily, he hit the wall of the tank, creating a large hole on the tank. The liquid burst through the hole, pushing Trunks out of the tank.
Trunks pulled the mask out of his face and tried to get up. But his limbs failed to support him as his injuries were not even half healed. He felt so weak that he struggled to keep himself from another black-out.
"What is it?" Goku rushed into the room. He sensed Trunks outburst of ki. "Hold on! Don't move! You are still very weak!"
Trunks looked at Goku, his eyes a mixture of rage and desperation, "Why are you doing this to me? Why don't you just let me die?"
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It was the last thing Trunks had spoke for the last three days. Sitting in a corner of the room, he refused to eat or drink. He didn't sleep or move.
No matter what Goku, Gohan or ChiChi did, there was simply no response from Trunks. He just stared at the emptiness in front of him, hoping and waiting for death to claim his life.
Goku had hidden Trunks' sword and the capsule containing his time machine from the youth, afraid that he might go away and kill himself. Goku and Gohan kept a close eye on Trunks as there were several occasions that they could barely stop Trunks from killing himself with his own ki attack.
Goku did not tell anyone anything about Trunks, including Gohan. But Gohan was more than happy to help his father to take care of the mysterious fighter. He spent a lot of time talking to Trunks, though he never got any response.
On the fourth day, Goku went to the room where the two demi-saiyajins were, only to meet the worried eyes of his son.
"How is he?" Goku asked, looking at the two.
Gohan shook his head, "The same. Oniisan did not even move a finger. Tousan, we must do something soon. Otherwise, he may starve himself to death."
Goku thought for a while, "I think I know someone who may be able to help."
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~Half an hour later, inside the Briefs' mansion~
"Hello, Goku!" Bulma greeted the visitor cheerfully, "We haven't seen you since you arrived! How are you doing? Is everything alright? How about that cute little guy? Is he healed?"
"That's the reason I am here." Goku smiled, "I need your help."
Goku very briefly explained the story of Trunks and the reason why he was here, without revealing the anything about the identity of Trunks.
"So, he is from the future." Bulma said, amused, "Poor guy, I can't even imagine what I would do if I lost everyone I know in the world. Lucky that you and Gohan can stop him from doing something silly. So, what can I help you?"
"Something simple." Goku smiled innocently.
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~Half an hour later, inside Goku's home~
Gohan looked at the tray of food put in front of Trunks, untouched, as usual. He sighed and took the tray to the kitchen.
Just before he left the room, he sensed the approach of the ki of his father. "Tousan! Bulma-san!" he said as he saw Bulma walking behind Goku.
"Gohan, let's go to the kitchen and we will see your mother has prepared for dinner." he said as he pushed Gohan towards the kitchen and winced one eye to Bulma.
Bulma smiled and nodded. She turned and walked inside the room. Her heart sank as she saw thin battered figure of Trunks in the corner.
Slowly, she walked towards Trunks, who seemed to take no notice of her. Gently, she embraced him.
Trunks was shocked to see a sea of blue hair and smelt a very familiar scent of... his mother.
"My dear," Bulma whispered to Trunks' ear, whose eyes opened widely, "please be brave and live on."
The whisper of Bulma exploded like thunders in Trunks' ears. Slowly, long lost tears started pouring out of his eyes. He hugged Bulma and started crying, letting all the suppressed emotions to run free.
He cried until he was so exhausted and fell asleep in Bulma's embrace.
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~The next morning~
Trunks woke up and found himself lying on a bed. He held his hand in front of his eyes to block the sunlight from a nearby window. He ran through what had happened in the past few days and remembered his mother hugging him and saying those words to him.
"Was it a dream?" he murmured.
"No, it was not a dream." came a voice from the door. It was Goku, who walked towards Trunks and sat down on the chair beside the bed, "How are you feeling?"
"What happened?" Trunks asked weakly, "How... how does she know? You didn't tell her about my identity, did you?"
"Of course I didn't." Goku winced one eye to Trunks, "I always keep my words. Not even Gohan knew anything about you. I just asked her to say those words to you. She doesn't know anything about you except that you came from the future to warn us about the androids."
Trunks sighed in relief, smiling, "Thank you, Goku-san. I knew mum would tell me the same thing if she was here. I just couldn't get myself out of those thoughts by myself... It hurt so much..."
Goku put an assuring hand on Trunks' shoulder, "I understand. The most important thing is that you got over it. Now you have to move on. So, what's your plan?"
Trunks thought for a while, "I don't know. I have lost everything. There is no point for me to return to my timeline, not until I am strong enough to defeat those evil androids." his tired eyes looked out of the window.
Trunks turned to look at Goku, "Goku-san, can I stay and train with you? I need to be stronger, much strong in order to defeat the androids. I will defeat those androids to avenge my mum's death and I will bury mum with this victory."
"Of course!" Goku said cheerfully, "I would love to have a super saiyajin to be my sparring partner!"
Trunks continued, "In order not to interfere too much with the history, I will not see anyone apart from your family before my past-self in this timeline is born, especially my parents."
"No problem." Goku said, "You just stay here from now on. I will make sure no one will come near here."
Trunks smiled with appreciation.
"Oniisan, you are awake!" Gohan said happily as he went in the room.
"Gohan," Goku turned to his son, "he is going to stay with us for a while. I am sure he can teach you a lot of fighting skills."
"Great!" Gohan cheered, "So, oniisan, what's your name anyway. It is kind of hard to address someone without using his name."
"Hm..." Goku hesitated, not knowing how to answer the question as he didn't want to break his promise with Trunks.
Trunks smiled, "Call me Mirai, which means 'future'. I hope you don't mind having some stranger in your home."
Gohan replied happily, "Of course not! Mirai-san, are you hungry? You haven't eat for four days already."
A low rumbling sound from Trunks' stomach answered Gohan's question. Trunks blushed heavily while Goku and Gohan laughed.
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The End
I hope you enjoyed the story!
Please feel free to review and comment!