TnT

Disclaimer: We all know Toriyama owns DBZ, its as plain as day, but i still gotta say it.

Thunder: Hey everybody! Sorry about not updating in, well, forever! But I finally hooked up my new computer and can post again! YAY!

Trunks & Goten: O.o THUNDER!!

Goten: Yay! You're back!

Trunks: Alright! It's about time! IT certainly took you long enough to hook up that computer!

Thunder: Well, actually i went on vacation and some other things too which kept me from being on, but-

Trunks: What?!

Goten: And without us?!

Thunder: Uh.....Here's the next part!

Trunks: Hey, don't you leave on us again!

Goten: THUNDER!!

TNT Chapter 11

Meanwhile, Trunks was frantically searching the water for Thunder, but to no avail. He didn't see Tazzin either and was very worried.

"Where could they be? Even if they had...well...drowned, Don't people float?" He shook his head sadly and took off towards the shore, scanning the shore. Then something caught his eye. He flew down quickly to find Tazzin's body washed ashore, waves crashing gently against him.

"Hey, Tazzin!" He ran over and pulled the boy away from the water then shook him violently. "Wake up, wake up!" Tazzin didn't move and Trunks slapped him in the face. "I said get up!" Tazzin suddenly started coughing and bolted upright, hitting Trunks' head with his own.

"Ow! Darnit, what's going on?!" Tazzin looked at Trunks, still coughing. "Hey, I've seen you before... Wait a sec... Where's Thunder?!" He looked around.

"I was hoping you could tell me that."

"Wow." Tazzin rubbed his head. "I don't remember anything after diving in for Thunder...There was a rush of water and some pain...but since then it's all been dark..."

"Damnit!" Trunks stood up and paced back and forth.

"Well she couldn't have gone far, could she? If I washed ashore, perhaps she did too." Tazzin looked around, hoping to see her.

"I already spent about an hour scanning the ocean and the shore, but I have yet to see any sign of her!" Trunks growled then he stopped and looked at Tazzin. "Do you think she's...well...dead?" He asked sadly.

"Well...she did go through all that back at the tower...then hitting the water like she did, believe me it hurt, I know, ... and I doubt she had enough energy to swim, let alone float. ... I don't even think she was conscious, either..."

"Arrrrg, Damnit!" Trunks hit the ground with his fists. He suddenly turned and leapt at Tazzin.

"Hey! Stop!" Trunks was on Tazzin, punching his face.

"It's your fault! All your fault!" He yelled at the guy three times his size. Tazzin got angry and sat up, throwing the kid off of him and standing in a sort of ready-to-fight stance. Trunks got up and faced Tazzin.

"It's not my fault! My father's the one behind this! He's evil, through and through! He did this, not me!"

"But when Thunder was in that contraption she yelled at you. She had trusted and believed in you! She said you were supposed to protect her! That's more trust and hope that she ever gave me!" Trunks was crying but kept his tough face. Tazzin was a little shocked but regained his fighting posture.

"Does it matter? My father threw her in there, not me. I couldn't stop him. I didn't know he was going to kill her!"

"But you let him do it! You let him kill her!"

"Oh, so now you're just presuming she's dead, are you? How about instead of fighting, we search some more!" Trunks didn't want to admit it, but the boy was right. "Let's go. And don't try anything while I have my back turned or you'll regret it." He turned and started walking down the beach.

Trunks just clenched his fists. It was his best friend they were talking about. Of course he didn't want to presume she was dead, of course he wanted to search for her. But he felt like there was something more he had to do. He felt extra sad about what was happening and he couldn't explain it. Sure, he had lost one of his dearest friends, but why did he feel this way?

This was way too much for a little mind. He was only nine years old and couldn't deal with what was happening to him, couldn't explain it.

He just let out an enraged cry as tears streamed down his face. He fell to his knees in the sand and threw his screams skyward. It was too much. It was too much!