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I'M SSSSSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SSSSSSSSOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYY (Translation: I'm so sorry). If you wanna maim me or not review anymore, I understand! I've been a bad author and should have posted sooner. Please forgive me! leaves out various boxes of pocky, rum cake, ramen, chocolate, and cookies as bribery for forgiveness

Thank you very much for all of those who reviewed. Now, I know Veggie-head was OOC last time and I made him do a stupid thing. The reason is:… I hate his stinkin' guts. I gave him a minor stupid moment in my mind. Since no one really liked that part, I'm assuming this based on your reviews, so don't tell me you didn't mean it that way, I will try. No matter how much I hate it, I will do my best to please you guys this time.

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Boom sound effects, maybe during those crucial moments

Chapter Three

Goten looked curiously at the unconscious form of Bulma. He had been mentally comparing her with the one from his time. He tried to concentrate on what the differences were but it seemed that his stomach would not let him. He tired to hide the noise of his growling stomach by talking loudly, making things crash down and even singing. In the end, all Goten got was a weird look from Mirai Trunks that said how-soon-are-the-people-from-the-happy-hotel-coming-for-you. After a few moments of listening to Goten's growling stomach, Mirai Trunks sighed and said, "How about we just go ahead and eat? I'm getting tired of hearing your stomach."

Goten whooped for joy. He ran out of the room and into the kitchen faster than you could dragonballs. When Trunks arrived into the kitchen shortly after Goten, there was only half the food that had been there before and the rest of it was disappearing fast. Without preamble, Trunks dove in the food and all that was left on the table was piles of dirty dishes.

Trunks stood up. "Now that our hunger is slightly abated, how about we go sit in the room where mom is and you can tell me about what has been happening in the past?"

"Okay, Trunks-san. When Bulma-san wakes up, can we order pizza?" Goten asked.

"Yeah, I don't see why not."

They walked into the main living room and sat down. Trunks looked expectantly at Goten. Goten looked back at him. After a few minutes of staring, Goten asked, "Why are we having a staring contest?"

Trunks sweatdropped. "Ano… You were going to tell me what happened in the past."

"Oh, hai. Well, oniichan said that you left a few days after the Cell games. So I'll start there."

Goten told the tale of what happened in the 7 before Buu came. "I used to go over to Bulma-san's a lot and play with you, or at least the younger you. We'd run around and play in your mom's labs and the Gravity Room until Vegeta-san would get angry and try and blast us to get us out. Sometimes we would play at my house while oniichan did his homework. When Trunks and I weren't playing my mom was training me."

"Hold on a minute. Are you saying that Chi Chi-san trained you in martial arts?" Trunks asked. The young man looked at Goten in shock. How could Chi Chi have changed her stubborn beliefs that she would not raise an uneducated child. Not that he was saying that Goten was dumb or anything but he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed.

"Ano, hai, okaasan did train me in martial arts. Why wouldn't she? Is there something wrong, Trunks-san?" Goten asked noticing his shocked face.

Trunks shook his head and Goten continued on with the story.

scene changes to cave with a bunch of computers in it, still in Mirai timeline

In the middle of the cave was a handsome man with long, spiky, green hair. He had orange eyes and a normal skin color. He was currently looking in a mirror and fixing his hair. The man looked somewhat human but the only problems were his pointy ears and green tail. The man was wearing a tight white tank top and white spandex pants with a red cape.

"Oh, curse this Earth hair gel! It's ruining my precious baby," he said in a high, annoying voice. "Minda, bring me my gel disintegrator! I must remove this filth from my hair."

A pretty woman with bright blue hair and red eyes walked up to him and handed him a bottle. She was wearing a form fitting teal dress with a blue tail sticking out of the back. In fact all the people in the room were female with a tails wearing the same tight fitting teal dress.

"Here you are Prince Cardew," Minda said.

"Good, I can't wait until we are done conquering this stupid planet. Then I can get home and go back to my daily life. I can't believe father sent to this little back water planet. Honestly, who does he think he is! Suki, give me the report!" Cardew ordered.

The girl named Suki stepped forward. "There seem to be very few life forms on this planet, and there are hardly any who can stand up to our might. Only 2 people have any remote chance of challenging us, apparently there was a war not to long ago between one of these two beings and 2 artificial humans."

"Excellent, we will deal with the insects tomorrow. Now prepare my dinner while I practice my singing."

&

In the present time, Kami's Lookout

Chibi Trunks carefully landed the aircar on the courtyard of Kami's Lookout. Mr. Popo sat up from where he had been watering the flowers and walked over to Trunks. He smiled benevolently at the boy before asking, "Trunks, what brings you here?"

"Well, I came to see Piccolo. Is he here?" Trunks asked.

"No, if you want you can wait for him until he gets back," Popo offered.

"Nah, I'll just get what I need without his help."

Trunks ran off before Popo could do anything. Strange kid, he thought before going back to watering his flowers.

&

Finding something in Piccolo's room shouldn't have been too hard. After all, the guy was one strict Namek and strived for organization and complete order. Unfortunately for Trunks, this did not apply the Namekian warrior's room. It was a pig sty that would have made any neat freak faint at the sight. There were empty water bottles littered on the floor, clothes strewn everywhere, bed unmade, and a fluorescent blue moss that was growing in a corner. Trunks cringed; this was going to be unpleasant. He took a tentative step forward. A sock that was tinged yellow from sweat suddenly leapt onto Trunks' foot. The boy yelled and blasted the sock. He jumped into the air and warily watched the other clothes. Note to self: dirty clothes can attack you.

The boy floated around looking for anything shiny. He gently prodded the clothes with his energy to make them move. His search went on for a couple of minutes before he finally found the Dragon Radar. Whooping in triumph, Trunks snatched the radar and flew out of the room. In his joy at making his discovery, Trunks forgot that he wasn't supposed to be using his energy. He didn't notice that he had been caught until it was too late. A hand grabbed him by the back of his gi and caused him to go flying forward.

"Did you think that you'd get away that easily, boy?"

Trunks gulped. He had been caught. Oh well, now that he had the Dragon radar, Trunks could just sneak out, find the dragonballs and wish himself to where Goten was. The boy didn't struggle against Vegeta's hold as they flew away.

&

Mirai timeline, Capsule Corp

Goten had nearly finished telling Trunks everything that had happened in the years after he left right before Bulma came to. She blinked and suddenly sat up on the couch in the middle of Goten telling Trunks about the fusion and Gotenks. Bulma let out a small cry when her eyes rested on Goten. Trunks rushed to his mother's side and patted her shoulder.

"Okaasan, I'd like you to meet Son Goten. He's Goku's son from the past," Trunks said.

Bulma gazed at Goten with a look that was a mixture of surprise, pain, joy, and curiosity. "Honto ni?" Bulma asked.

"Hai, nice to meet you, Bulma-san, ano… wait, I already know you, demo, I don't know you. Ano, I'm confused," Goten said.

Bulma laughed. "Well, Goten-chan, you're welcome to stay here as long as you have to. Now, would you boys mind if we ate dinner and then Goten can tell us what has been going on," Bulma said.

"Okaasan, while you were passed out, Goten-san told me what was going on in the past and well, we ate all the food…" Trunks trailed off.

Bulma fixed her son with a stern look. "What was that young man?"

"We ate all the food," Trunks muttered. He squirmed under his mom's reprimanding gaze.

After a few moments of giving her son a stern look, she smiled and waved her hand dismissively. "That's alright right, dear, I'll just order out," Bulma said.

&

After everyone was well fed, Goten retold and finished his tale. "After Buu was destroyed, oniichan finished high school and is going to some university place. He and Videl-san are engaged."

Bulma smiled wistfully. She was about to open her mouth and comment when the doorbell rang. She blinked and waved to Trunks that she would get it. She walked in to the door and pressed the speaker. "Konbanwa, who is it?"

"Konbanwa, Bulma-san, demo could you open the door? My arms are getting tired from carrying all these groceries."

Smiling, Bulma opened the door to see her assistant, Hironami Yasuo. He was average height with black hair, brown eyes, and glasses that he didn't normally wear. Yasuo was about 28 years old and stayed with the Briefs. Right now, the young man was weighed down by numerous shopping bags filled with food. Bulma grabbed a couple of bags and Yasuo smiled in gratitude.

"Arigato, Bulma-san, demo I'm afraid that there's more in the air car," Yasuo said.

"Don't worry about it," Bulma said. "Trunks, Goten-chan, come help with the groceries."

The boys walked out into the hall and gathered all the bags. Both were burdened with 6 bags each. They piled the bags on the counter and sat at the kitchen table. Yasuo was already in there putting food away. He smiled at Trunks and looked curiously at Goten when the boys came inside.

"Ano… If you don't mind me asking, but, umm… Who are you?" Yasuo asked.

Goten looked around for a minute then pointed to himself. "Me?"

"Hai."

"I'm Son Goten. Who are you?"

"My name's Hironami Yasuo," Yasuo said. "Wait a minute! Chi-Chi-san doesn't have any kids or any grand kids."

"Correct," Bulma said.

"Then why does he have the surname of 'Son'?" Yasuo asked.

Bulma smirked and gestured for Yasuo to sit down. When he did Bulma said, "Do you remember when I told you that Trunks went into the past and changed its future? Well, Goten is from that past and he is the second son of Son Goku and Son Chi-Chi. "

Yasuo fell out his chair. "You're kidding me, right? It's not possible. Briefs-san said that-"

"It's been 9 years since Trunks was in the past," Bulma interrupted. "Things could have changed and my past self could have made a time machine."

"Oh yeah, well how did he get here?" Yasuo asked, surveying the young boy curiously.

"That's a good question," Trunks said.

All eyes turned to Goten who was meticulously opening a banana and didn't notice anybody looking. After 5 minutes, Goten finished opening the banana and looked up. He blinked at everyone and bit into the fruit.

"Wah sha y'all nookin' at (What cha y'all lookin' at?)?" Goten asked around a mouthful of banana.

"Goten-san, how exactly did you get here?" Trunks asked.

The 9 year old shrugged. "I dunno know."

"Do you remember doing anything before you came here?" Bulma queried.

"Ano… Hai! Trunks-kun and I were playing in your lab. Trunks-kun gave me a watch and told me to press some buttons so I did. The next thing I knew, it felt like I was being pulled apart into a bunch of tiny pieces and I ended up here," Goten said.

"Ahh, do you still have the watch with you?" Bulma asked.

Goten held out his arm for her to see. The watch was there alright but it looked battered and slightly charred. Bulma held out her hand for Goten to give to her, which he did. She inspected the watch carefully, 'hmming' and 'haaing' every now and then. A little bit later, Bulma set the watch gently on the table with a satisfied smile. The boys leaned in, eager to hear what she had to say. When Bulma noticed their stare she asked, "What?"

All the boys crashed down into a face fault.

"Okaasan, what did you find out?" Trunks asked.

"Oh, that, well, I know it's broken and that's about it," Bulma answered. "I'm going to have to take it apart to further my analysis of it."

The phone rang and Trunks picked it up. He looked at his mom after he answered it. A moment later, he handed it to her mouthing the words 'It's Chi-Chi'. Trunks sat back down and absentmindedly played with an empty pizza box. He looked up when his mom got off the phone. She sat down and smiled at Goten.

"Goten-chan, do you want to see what your 'kaasan looks like in this time?" Bulma asked.

"Oooo, can I, Bulma-san?" Goten answered.

"Hai, only I told Chi-Chi that you were a guest staying with us and that's it."

"Bulma-san, are you planning to give Chi-Chi-san are heart attack?" Yasuo asked, sounding amused and concerned at the same time.

"Maybe," Bulma said innocently.

Trunks groaned and rolled his eyes. Sometimes his mom could be too much. Trunks stood up from his chair and excused himself to go train.

&

Gravity Room, 2 hours later

Trunks was sweating and he noticed that he was starting to smell. The machine was set to 800 times the normal gravity. He collapsed to the floor in a tired, sweaty heap, and told the computer to return the gravity to normal. Trunks lied down on the floor letting the cold metal cool down his heated body. He didn't notice another presence in the room until the curious face of Goten loomed above him. He sat up quickly and stared at the boy.

"Eh, Trunks-san?" Goten asked.

"Hai?" Trunks answered.

"If you're not to tired from your training do you wanna spar with me?" Goten asked.

Trunks gave the boy a small smile and stood up. He ruffled Goten's hair.

"Sure, kid, why not?" Trunks said.

Goten beamed at him. "Trunks-san, can we start as being super saiya-jin?"

"Nani?! You can turn into a super saiya-jin?" Trunks exclaimed.

"Hai, I could do it since I was 6!"

"Alright then, let's go!"

&

Caves with a bunch of computers

It wasn't as if Suki and the other girls wanted to serve this spoiled brat of a prince. He would only except women as his employees (thinking that he himself was quite the ladies' man) and the benefits were excellent. They were well paid, had good dental, and there wasn't that much work for them to do. Only the times when the prince decided it was time to be a cultured person did they seriously consider quitting their jobs. The prince's singing sounded like a dying animal, his instrumental playing sounded like someone was farting, and his dancing was less then satisfactory. All around, the guy wasn't as cultured as he thought he was.

Suki scowled. This was one of the worst times yet. Prince Cardew was trying to sing a very off key version of "Days Go By". She winced when tried to sing higher than he was physically capable of. She sighed and moved as far away from the noise as she could. When she was far enough away that the "singing" didn't hurt her ears, Suki wondered, yet again, why they were on this back water planet. Of all the places the king could have ordered the prince to conquer. She knew the king was getting on in his years but she didn't know that he was loosing his mind as well. Normally, Suki wouldn't mind going to worlds and conquering them. It gave her a chance to travel and see the world. This planet, however, was so far out of the social loop that she didn't even get the transmission for Galactic Companions her favorite sitcom.

Hmm… wasn't there a loud screeching sound in the back round? She thought absently. The prince must be done, I guess I better get back to my post.

&

Present time, Capsule Corp.

Trunks was confined to his room after having a very long lecture and most of his privileges stripped. After dinner, his mom had sent him straight to his room. He had been lying silently on his bed waiting for the right moment to sneak out. Bulma hadn't set a guard around Trunks' exits, relying on the thought that Trunks wouldn't risk getting into more trouble by sneaking out. Unfortunately, she thought wrong. Trunks was determined to get his best friend back no matter what the costs. Sensing that no one was awake, Trunks slid open his window and flew out. He closed it behind him just as quietly.

&

The dragon radar beeped in his hand. Another ball was near by. It was around 1 am and Trunks had about 3 balls so far. He landed where the beeping was the strongest and looked around. There was a cliff face and it did have something shining. Trunks pocketed the radar and went up to the wall. He would have to climb so that he wouldn't attract too much attention. The shiny object grew closer and Trunks gave a triumphant grin when his hand closed around the glowing, orange orb. Four down, three more to go.

&

It was around 7 am when he gathered all of the balls. At home, Vegeta would have been up for his morning training session 3 hours ago. Bulma and he, himself, would have still been asleep until 8. Grinning like a moron, Trunks placed the dragonballs into a neat circle and stepped back.

"I call upon the mystical dragon; by your name I summon you, Shenron!" Trunks called.

The pinkish sky turned dark again and lightning crackled in the clouds that magically formed. A bright, green dragon stared down at Trunks with glowing red eyes.

"You have 2 wishes, human, make them so I may return to my slumber," Shenron boomed.

"I'm only going to use one wish. I wish to be transported to where my best friend, Goten, is," Trunks called out.

In a flash of light Trunks and the dragon both disappeared.

&

Mirai timeline: Capsule Corp.; Gravity Room

Trunks reappeared in the gravity room. He didn't think he had achieved his goal until he heard the familiar voice of Goten and an unfamiliar one. He also heard the sound of fighting and barely managed to dodge an energy blast as it came whizzing by his head.

"Trunks-kun!"

Trunks was bowled over by a bright yellow blur. The blur got off of him and Trunks saw the grinning face of his best friend. Goten was super saiya-jin.

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Goten. Do you know where we are?" Trunks asked.

"Yep, we're in the Mirai timeline!" Goten replied.

Trunks looked around in wonder and an odd sight caught his eyes. It was a man with a face the looked like his, blond hair similar to the way his looks when he goes super, and tanned skin. Realization hit the mini demi-saiya-jin and with a 'thud', Trunks fell to the floor in a dead faint.

Fin

Well, what did y'all think? I make this longer as a way of apologizing. Please don't be mad. Okay, you can be mad, in fact you can hurt or stop reviewing. I just want you to know that I'm sorry for not updating soon enough.