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Results Of An Alternate Path

"So, following the charts that cover last months sales, I say we need to focus on expanding on the air vehicle capsules and cut back on the houses for the time being. People want more efficient travel methods at the moment, while seemingly finding no need for mobile shelter at the time being, so our resources are best spent in the areas that are successful" the blue haired woman known as Bulma stated.

Trunks, who was sitting in an office chair before his mother as she displayed a number of Capsule Corporation related sales charts, lazily nodded his head. "Right, got it, more air transport"

Frowning a bit, Bulma crossed her arms and asked "Is there something wrong with this?"

Knowing the tone Bulma held meant she was ticked, Trunks carefully replied "Not at all. I just don't feel it's necessary for me to hear all the business aspects of Capsule Corp. I'm much more suited to the mechanics behind what we're selling. If you want me to work on the aerial transports we're making, then I'll do so without a doubt. The rest is just... well, it's kinda boring"

Understanding her 'elder' son's point of view, Bulma sighed. "I know where you're coming from, but you're going to inherit this company, so I think it's important to know what you need to do in order to keep it running. That means looking at sales figures and dealing with tight assed pencil pushers"

"Can't I focus on the mechanics and have Little T. deal with the politics of it all when he gets older?" Trunks offered. "Each of us would only have to focus on one aspect of the company and save time and manpower in doing so"

Bulma wanted to argue with Trunks' idea, but it was good. Since he grew up learning how to build devices, like the time machine, Future Trunks knew a lot about mechanics and science in general. If he split the responsibility of owning Capsule Corp with his younger self, the company would work better than ever, without the worry of someone backstabbing him for control.

Just as Bulma was about to respond, Trunks' watch began beeping. "Ah, look at the time, I've got to meet up with Dad. We can talk about this later" Trunks announced, quickly leaping to his feet so he could meet with the Saiyan Prince.

Leaving the sales figures behind, Trunks was happy to do something he wanted to do. Training wasn't necessarily the top of the list when it came to fun for Trunks, but getting to spend time with his father was something he really enjoyed. Spending time with him now made up for the years he lost as a child, growing up never even knowing what his father was truly like.

Really, these past years had been perfect for Trunks. Seven years had past since the Cell Games and the Earth was at peace. Trunks had been living with the past version of his family, and himself. It was a little odd living with a different you, but they made it work. He personally treated the younger Trunks as a little brother, just as the child treated him as an older brother. The two had also taken to calling each other Little T and Big T, the nicknames obviously belonging to Trunks and Future Trunks respectively, to avoid the awkwardness when speaking to one another, although others still referred to them as just Trunks, which was fine.

For Future Trunks, his life became busy quickly, but in a way he enjoyed. He helped his mother work on the new technology that Capsule Corp would sell. He and his past self would play and train lightly together, while making sure that he didn't spoil himself, as it'd be a bad reflection on his own name if this version became a brat. And of course, he'd train with his father, which insured the two of them would continue getting stronger, but also allowed for a little father-son, male bonding that he had never had the chance to experience before, even if Vegeta would never admit it.

His life wasn't limited to the Briefs family alone. Being an older, half-Saiyan male that was respectable and smart, Chi-Chi asked Trunks to tutor Gohan, knowing that their connection would make it easier for Gohan to learn. This also let Trunks train Gohan, in secret though, as Chi-Chi seemed to have some issue with Gohan learning to fight. It was odd since she had not problem with him play fighting with Goten, the newest addition to the Son family, whenever the boy visited their house and vice-versa.

That was pretty much it when it came having a busy life. He'd didn't want to make too big a spectacle of himself in the public eye. It'd be a bit of an issue if people started wondering where he came from. So outside his and the Sons', he just lived a normal life, with only the occasional throw in of oddity that comes with being a human-Saiyan hybrid heir to a massive company and bloodline that ranked in the top five of the planet's strongest warriors.

Finally, Trunks arrived at the Gravity Room. Stepping inside, Trunks found his father and younger self waiting for him. "Your late. Planning to slack off and get rusty?" Vegeta asked, not hiding his annoyance at having to wait for Trunks to start his training.

"Sorry. Mom was going over some Capsule Corp stuff and I only got out when the alarm went off. I think I'll set it a bit earlier next time to give me some more time to arrive" Trunks apologized, hoping to get off the hook. An annoyed Vegeta meant intense training for him.

And of course, a narrowed glare from Vegeta indicated his annoyance. "Time? You need time to get here? You should be damn well fast enough to get here the second that your little alarm goes off. Perhaps when its just you and me in here, I'll give you the training to make it here on time"

Sighing, Trunks bowed his head in defeat. "Alright, I understand"

"Okay, okay, are we going to get started? I have stuff I wanna do after this" the younger of the Trunks asked, eager to get things in motion.

"Sure, I'm ready. What level are we going to train at today?" Future Trunks pondered, removing his Capsule Corporation jacket in the process. He had taken to wearing the same kind of clothes he first arrived in, with the alteration of the jacket and boots being weighted at his father's request/demand. He also let his hair grow out to the same length it was during the Cell Games. Besides the combination of hair and clothes that had never been together in the past, Trunks' appearance hadn't changed over the years. Any growth he had left was taken care of during his training in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"We'll be training at 150 times Earth's gravity" Vegeta announced, moving over to the control panel to put in the commands.

"150 times? Isn't that a bit much for Little T?" Trunks asked, looking over to his child version.

"Please! You and Dad have been training at 460 times! I can take this" Kid Trunks declared.

Quickly accepting his younger self's reasoning, Future Trunks braced himself for the increase in Gravity. It was less than half of what he could handle, but taking it unprepared could still end up hurting you. He could feel as every fiber in his being was pulled toward the ground with a massive increase in power, but Trunks and his father were well beyond this level, and their strength outmatched it, finding that a second later they could stand with ease.

Kid Trunks met the increased gravity with difficulty. He had stumbled forward, gravity winning over him, before he regained composure and stood with a somewhat crouched composure. He was definitely going to be taking his time adjusting to this, but considering he was just a kid, it was proof he was already on his way to being one of the strongest. It was odd though. Future Trunks knew that at that age in life, he was nowhere near as powerful. Sure, him being around to help train him was something, but since his earlier years it seemed the younger version was stronger than he had been in his timeline. Perhaps it went back to Vegeta power level after increasing his training from Trunks' original warning of the Androids.

Unfortunately, Trunks had no time to mull over his thoughts of power differences between the two versions as Vegeta took a swing at him, indicating that their training was really beginning. The two quickly ascended to Super Saiyan and began exchanging blows, moving around Kid Trunks as they sparred. Between the two, Vegeta was definitely the stronger fighter, but Trunks had more speed, he had to since he needed to avoid Vegeta's blows.

And this was it. Training, work, some teaching, and you had Trunks' life. Was it the most conventional? Hell no. But considering the hell he had grown up living in, fearing death from the Androids, he was in heaven in this peaceful time, living with his family.

Of course, as anyone would know, peace is but a fleeting moment, and new dangers are always around the corner.

A/N: Just a little display of how Future Trunks' life has been in this time after the timeskip, as well as how his presence has affected others. I understand if it seems a bit mary-sue/gary-stu that just by being around, others are getting stronger and doing better than the original, but I imagine that the presence of another warrior who'd provide a good training/sparring partner really would do something like that. Anyways, next time we'll get into the actual plot. Great Saiyaman Saga stuff, but it's a process.