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"I have to talk to Goku." The first words from the lavender haired boy were odd, how did he know Goku?

Bulma, leaning heavily against Yamucha, since he had been the one to carry her down to meet the boy, eyed the boy suspiciously, "How do you know Goku?" She looked him over her eyes falling on the patch on his arm, "You work at Capsule Corps?"

The boy startled, "How did you know that?"

She pointed at his arm, "The logo. That's my company, how come I haven't seen you before?"

"The question is," Vegeta broke in scowling angrily, "How the Hell did you ascend to Super Saiyajin? There's no way you're a Saiyajin, look at your hair!"

Kimura glared at Vegeta but didn't speak; she believed the boy could be Saiyajin, purple hair or not.

The boy lowered his head, "I can't tell you that." He said softly.

"And why not?" Vegeta snapped; the others were now looking at the young man suspiciously too.

"I… I just can't. All I can tell you is that I need to speak to Goku."

Krillin stepped forward, "Goku's not here and we don't know when he'll be back." He tilted his head to the side as if to say something else then changed his mind.

The boy pulled something that looked like a dragon ball radar from his pocket, "He'll be here in two hours…" He clicked a button on the top and looked around, "To the North of here."

This pulled more confused and wary looks from the group, "How do you know that?" Tora asked raising an eyebrow, she wasn't sure she liked this kid.

He sighed, "I-"

"Can't tell us, right?" Kimura cut in and nodded, "Well I'm going to believe you since you did, after all, defeat Frieza and his father." She bit out the names with venom, her face becoming blank.

Tora looked over at the younger Saiyajin then back to the boy, "Alright… I'll go along with this." She shrugged nonchalantly and the boy smiled before taking off into the air.

"How do we know we can trust him?" Yamucha asked pulling Bulma to him as he got ready to fly.

Crisjin floated into the air, "Well, as Kimura said, he did just defeat Frieza."

"I want to know what's going on." Bulma chimed in.

Gohan looked up at Piccolo; the boy had remained quiet the whole time just listening to the adult's talk, "I want to see my dad. If this guy thinks he'll be back in two hours, I don't think it could hurt to wait that long."

The group hesitated a moment longer then simultaneously took to the air following after the lavender haired boy's ki signature.

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One hour slowly ticked by, no one spoke; everyone just stared, at each other, at the ground, at the sky. Kimura stretched out on the ground cushioning her head with her arms as she stared up at the cloudless sky. She smiled lightly when Vegeta broke the silence.

"What are you looking at?" The Saiyajin Prince growled.

The mysterious boy shrugged looking away, "Oh, nothing, I just… like your shirt."

Vegeta scowled, "You would."

Bulma leaned back against her hands; she looked up at Krillin then back at Vegeta and the mysterious boy.

"Hey now, check this out," She looked back up at Krillin making sure she had his attention, "Is it just me, or do those two look alike?"

Krillin scratched at the back of his neck, "Well, now that you mention it, I can kinda see a resemblance. Well, I mean, just in looks. That other guy seems pretty nice, but Vegeta has the personality of a stump."

"Well, he's a prince." Bulma defended Vegeta not knowing quite sure why she just did so, she hated the man.

Krillin shrugged, "So what?"

Bulma shrugged back, "Princes' have to act bored, like the world's not good enough for them."

"Vegeta seems more agitated than bored," Krillin said leaning forward looking Vegeta over, "Like he's got a bad case of hemorrhoids or somethin'."

Bulma grinned at Krillin's analogy.

"What?" Vegeta snapped, "Haven't you seen a pink shirt before?"

Tora fell off the rock she sat on in laughter, Vegeta glared at her then turned away. The lavender haired boy blushed lightly in embarrassment, "Uh, sorry." He said softly focusing his attention on his can of pop.

Kimura sat up; brushing the sand off her self as she looked around. Crisjin was off shadow boxing by himself, he looked pretty into it so she decided to leave him alone. Vegeta was still fuming over the odd colored hair boy staring at him, and Tora was still lying on the ground in hysterics. On the other side, Kimura glanced over her shoulder at Bulma and Krillin talking while Yamucha and Tien spared with Chiaotsu cheering them on in his helium voice. Then there was Piccolo sitting off by himself meditating, Gohan was currently making his way over to the still figure. Kimura sighed lying back down, this was really boring.

At least she was getting a tan… or sunburned… damn.

"Mr. Piccolo?" Gohan called out softly as he sat down next to the Namekian.

Piccolo cracked open an eye, "Yea kid?" He grunted opening the other eye.

"Do you," Gohan lifted his eyes to the sky, "Do you really think my dad's coming back?" He pulled his knees up to his chest and rested his chin on them.

Piccolo studied the boy for a moment; Goku's absence had greatly hurt the boy. He snorted following Gohan's eyes up to the sky, "Yea, I think he's coming back."

Gohan tore his eyes off the sky turning to Piccolo, he grinned happily, "Me too."

"What?" Vegeta shouted catching the boy staring at him again, "It's a pink shirt, okay? You like it so much you can have it!" He stood up, "Here, take it!" He started unbuttoning the shirt much to the boys chagrin.

"No thanks!" He said shaking his head holding his hands up in protest, Vegeta sat back down and the boy ducked his head smiling.

Tora started laughing all over again, "Woo! Vegeta just let it go!" She choked out wiping the tears from her eyes, "It's funny seeing you in a-"

"Shut up!" Vegeta snapped.

A soft beeping sound echoed around the area catching everyone's attention. The boy pulled out the odd dragon radar like machine from before and stood up.

"Okay, it's time. Goku should be here any minute now."

Everyone stood up and looked at the sky looking for Goku's ship, or something… A minute passed and Vegeta snorted in irritation, "I don't-"

"There!" Gohan shouted pointing at a small speck of light that had suddenly appeared in the sky, "It's my dad!" He laughed jumping up and down, "It's my dad! Mr. Piccolo my dad's back!"

Piccolo smiled down at the boy and ruffled his hair.

"It really is! I can sense his ki!" Krillin shouted then whooped jumping like Gohan had just done.

The ship sped towards the earth hitting the ground and slid deep into it a few hundred yards from where everyone stood. The group ran towards it as fast as they could, Yamucha carrying Bulma the whole way.

"Come on Yamucha!" Bulma chided, "Go faster!"

Yamucha frowned, "I'm trying but you're too heavy!" The comment earned him a slap across the face.

The group arrived at the ship just in time to see the door open and a figure step out. Sporting new clothes Goku looked up at the group and blinked in surprise at the chorus of cheers.

"Hey guys, how'd you know I was here?"

Gohan sniffled holding back tears, "Dad I missed you so much!" He said wiping at his eyes.

"This kid here knew!" Bulma told him pointing to the man that had remained nameless for over two hours.

Goku looked at the boy and raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"

Everyone got quiet, "You mean, you don't know?" Bulma asked and Goku shook his head.

"I've never seen him before in my life."

The boy sighed, "I will explain everything but only to you Goku." He said grimly.

Goku frowned slightly then nodded, "Okay."

The boy pointed to his left, "Over there, away from everyone." Goku nodded again and the two flew off. Bulma snorted folding her arms over her chest, "Jeeze, and just when I thought we were going to get some answers!"

Crisjin shrugged, "Maybe Goku will tell us?"

Piccolo moved away from the group and closed his eyes focusing on the conversation a little over two miles away.

Kimura moved over to Tora and Crisjin, "Wouldn't it be weird if that boy was Vegeta's son from the future and that the world is doomed?" She whispered.

Crisjin rolled his eyes and Tora snorted, "You and your imagination." She laughed.

"How absurd." Vegeta growled having heard Kimura's comment; he scowled moving away from the Saiyajins and sat down by himself.

Piccolo's eyebrows twitched then his eyes shot open and he turned looking at Goku and Trunks fully. He couldn't have just heard the boy, or Trunks as he called himself, correctly. His eyes ticked over to Vegeta and Bulma then back to Trunks, yes there was a certain resemblance between the three. The next thing that Trunks said sent shivers up his spine.

Goku returned to the group a few minutes later, he smiled looking everyone over. His eyes landing on the three Saiyajins he had never met before, "Who're you guys?"

"They're Saiyajins like us dad!" Gohan grinned.

Goku blinked, smiled, waved, and said, "Huh, so there are more of us. Go figure. It's nice to meet you all!" Then he laughed, Vegeta gave him the angriest look he could muster.

Piccolo scowled annoyed that the earth raised Saiyajin hadn't told the group of the upcoming danger, "Goku you have to tell them what that boy said."

Goku's eyes widened, "Piccolo! You heard?"

"My ears do more than just frame my face." Piccolo hissed folding his arms over his chest.

Goku pouted, "But then you heard what he said."

"We won't tell them anything that'll endanger his existence, but you have to tell them about the androids."

The group looked from Piccolo to Goku, "Androids?" Krillin blinked, "Goku? What's going on?"

Sighing in defeat Goku elaborated, "That boy was from the future. He said two androids more powerful than even Frieza were going to come and attack the earth."

Kimura glanced at Tora and Crisjin, "Heh." She smirked folding her arms over her chest.

"Well then we'll have to train, and we have you, so it shouldn't be too bad." Yamucha grinned flexing his arms.

Goku shook his head, "That's not all… he said that I die before then of a heart virus."

"What?"

"Goku!"

"I know," Goku sighed again lowering his eyes to the ground briefly, "But he also gave me an antidote, so I should be okay."

"When's this all going to happen?" Crisjin asked.

"In three years." Piccolo grunted looking around at everyone.

Krillin frowned, "Three years huh?" He cowered lightly bowing his head.

Piccolo frowned, "You don't have to fight if you don't want too. Just don't show up and get in the way when the time comes."

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'He doesn't look sick…' Piccolo smirked slightly despite his morbid thoughts, waiting for Goku's next move, 'At least, not yet.' He dodged Goku's fists and attacked back with a ki blast.

Gohan watched the fight on the ground with a large grin, "I'm so glad my dad's back!" He beamed looking up at Crisjin, "The Instantaneous Movement technique he learned is pretty awesome, huh Crisjin?"

Crisjin nodded, "It's interesting, I hope it helps us out with the androids."

"It will, I know it." Gohan turned back to the fight between his father and Piccolo, "He's gotten a lot stronger too…" Fisting his hands he jumped into the fight punching at his father.

Piccolo backed off and watched in amusement.

"You're too slow Gohan!" Goku grinned punching Gohan down towards the ground.

Piccolo smirked watching Gohan fly back at his father in determination. The androids were going to have Hell when they arrived, that is, if Trunks was right…

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