A/N: Sorry I am a bit off schedule… been busy, tired, and hungry. Ack, I didn't even get a lunch break, (damn Thursdays) … Oh well, atleast I get Friday, Saturday, and Sunday off. Hope you enjoy the next addition of, Rift in Time. (Maybe I should try out for DBZ narrator…)
Goten whispered, "It was horrible, in my nightmare, I was running from someone, I
forgot who, and finally, I just stopped, and we slammed into each other and fell to the
ground. The person scrambled up and kept running. I couldn't make out who he was, but
he looked familiar. His trail was ablaze as he ran, fire consuming me, and then he turned
back, seeing me in the fires, and came running back to me. Then I woke up, to see
you…" Trunks blinked a few times and looked back up at the stars in the sky. Goten
furrowed a brow and asked, "Huh, what was yours about?" Trunks swallowed hard, but
didn't say a word. Trunks hesitated, but managed to say, "I was the man in your
nightmare…"
Goten furrowed a brow and asked, "Trunks… how could you be someone who causes me pain when- …." Realization struck Goten and he stopped mid-sentence. Goten swallowed hard and looked into Trunks eyes, a deep blue, mysterious and full of compassion. Trunks blinked and looked down at the ground. He looked back up at Goten and said, "Well, judging it from a therapeutic point of view… it looks as if it represented the fight we had, myself running from you when you had … told me that, and realizing my compassion for you as a life-long friend, I came back, though, that's not…" Goten interrupted saying, "Not enough, to get me out of the fire." He stood up, and sighed, looking at the stars as the breeze blew through once again, sending a chill through him. Goten crossed his arms and closed his eyes. Trunks blinked, still looking up at Goten, wondering what or why he was doing whatever he was doing. I just can't feel the same way, chibi, I'm sorry… Trunks thought, and stood up. Goten still stood with his arms crossed and eyes closed. The moonlight emphasizing every curve of muscle on his body, giving him a surreal, yet bold, appearance. Trunks blinked again, finding himself still staring at Goten under the moonlight. I don't have a tail, I shouldn't be affected by the moonlight… should I? Trunks thought, and turned away. He was about to take to the sky, when he heard Goten's voice, "Tomorrow at 5:00 PM, your house, ok?" Trunks had other plans in mind, now that he was more interested than ever, to discover a secret only Goten could express and understand fully. Trunks spoke softly, "Maybe…I'll call you if something comes up… which might be the case, being I have to do something really important." Goten was frozen, just standing there staring, eyes filled with pain and anger. He looked at his friend and asked, "What could possibly be important to you anymore Trunks…?" Trunks narrowed his gaze and thought, Knowing why… Goten saw the look on his friend's face and quickly replied, "Sorry… I'm, just upset… I'll see ya later I guess." Goten waved and took to the sky. Trunks sighed and took to the sky, heading for home at top speed. Trees swayed and bent from the speed Trunks was flying, until he finally reached the city, spotting Capsule Corp. He smirked and soared downward towards the front entrance. Landing softly outside the front door, he ran up to it and opened it, closing and locking it behind him. Trunks ran around, searching for his mother, "Mother where are you? I need to talk to you, it's important."
Bulma appeared in the hallway and Trunks ran towards her, he stopped infront of her and clasped his hands on her shoulders, smirking. "Mother, remember how you told me about when Goku had the heart virus and Trunks from the future came to help?" She nodded slowly, only causing Trunks to narrow his gaze. "He must have used a time machine, right?" She nodded again, but realizing what he was going to ask, she responded, "What would you need one for?" Trunks began to explain, "Mother, if there's ever been something I wanted more than ever in my entire life, it's finding out how my best friend fell in love with me. Mother, this has got to be done, I need to know, and it's going to take a time machine to do it." Bulma registered the information and said, "Goten is… in love with you?" Trunks sighed and nodded. She blinked and said, "Darling there's no way you could find out how he fell in love with you, just by going back in time. All you have to do, is realize how great you are, as a person, a friend, and a life-long companion, and you'd know how easy it'd be to fall in love with you." Trunks sighed and asked, "I want him to be happy, but I'm definitely not willing to be gay, if that's what it takes." Bulma giggled and ran her hand through her son's hair. "Trunks, it takes a great mind to understand the science of a situation, but the greatest of minds can see situations for more than what they are… they see people for who they are, not what." Trunks furrowed a brow, and Bulma continued, "It's not being gay that matters, it's whether or not you love Goten for who he is, not the for the fact that he's a guy." Trunks narrowed his gaze and shook his head before replying, "I'm not gay mother, get over it." She sighed and said, "You're not getting it are you…" Trunks replied, "I can see what you mean, to understand and cherish someone for who they are, not what, but this is different. He's my best friend in the whole world, and I'd never give him up for anything, even my own life. I'd protect him till I couldn't stand anymore, but that still doesn't mean I love him like that." Bulma's eyes grew wide and Trunks continued, "My compassion for him as a friend is an unbreakable bond, more powerful than all the forces of Hell combined, and it'll never be broken, no matter what the situation." Bulma narrowed her gaze and walked down the hall, saying, "Follow me," before turning to go down another aisle. Trunks nodded and began to run after her. He turned to the aisle she went down and darted to where she was. She led him to a steel plated door with a keypad and screen on the side. She punched in a few numbers and the screen lit up, followed by the sliding of the steel door as it opened. The room was completely dark, no light whatsoever. The two walked inside and Trunks asked, "Mother what are we doing?" She led him over to a wall, still in the dark of the room with only the little light provided by the doorway. Trunks heard a switch click and lights began to glow by the hundreds, as the entire room was lit up in an instant. Trunks eyes grew wide as he could only stare at the display before him, not able to think, to speak, or to move, but only stare.