The Bet Chapter 3, a dragon ball z fanfic

THE BET: CHAPTER THREE-FIVE YEARS LATER

Trunks: 13 Goten: 12

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Five years later, Trunks had been training with his father, remembering everything as if it was yesterday from his first try-out with his time machine.

Goten and he were still stubborn about the bet, in fact they mostly talked about it when they were hanging out which was a lot because they still trained together-more vigorously now then ever.

During Majin Buu they learned the Fusion Technique, but Goten had mostly taken control of the fusion -due to the fact that Trunks actually didn't want to run the risk of him learning what could have happened, if android 18 turned evil since they were so close to her.

Trunks was always wondering though, if what he saw had happened in this time and then perhaps-like Majin Buu,18 became good when her evil half had been destroyed-or something like that. He always figured Cell had been the one controlling the androids from afar and as soon as he died, their evil parts died with him, and so they turned good.

Then again he never heard the story about 17 and 18- just the story about Cell.

Still whatever it was, he still felt his fiery passion and determination of not letting anyone make his planet like that world. No matter who or what it was, and so trained vigorously -with or without anyone. In fact he was as determined as Goku, Piccolo, and his dad altogether when it came to his training. So much so, that his mother ended up making him a gravity room just in case him and his dad destroyed one they had another to use. (This gave her the opportunity to take her time in fixing the gravity room that was broken and not feel so pressured in fixing it.)

Wearing his gray pants, and his white shirt with blue sleeves, and black gi boots with white laces, he waited patiently for his dad and Goku to finish eating, so they could go and train. His hair was parted to his left side, a strand landed in his eyes and so he moved it with his left thumb, unaware that Goku had taken a small break in eating to look at him.

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Trunks actually surprised everyone by wanting to train more than anyone-in fact whenever the Sons came over or the Briefs went over to the Sons, he immediately asked Goku (and/or Piccolo depending if he was there or not) to train with him, since Gohan was rarely around. If nobody came over-he was usually heard training with his father in the Gravity Room or just training by himself in his gravity room, either way he was training.

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Bulma was glad he was training, but still wondered why he all of a sudden had a complete interest in fighting. She topped it off as having Vegeta around or his Saiyan genes inside of him, however, she just had this strange inkling that he did somehow succeed in time traveling and that caused him to have this desire to fight. Still she could just be over thinking it. She thought as she sipped her tea as she watched her son leave with Goku and Vegeta to go to his gravity room to train.

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Goku had told the others, right after he spoke to Vegeta since they didn't know if Trunks had a time machine or if the Bet was still on, to not approach them about it-since like the other things they were in to-they probably would have let it go by now. Naturally Bulma and ChiChi had been furious about it, but they still managed to let it go.

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Goku was at first surprised, but now started to worry about him. He knew something else was going on ever since he had been away for three days. It was something in his eyes, hidden behind the mask he wore. He could see it because of his experience with reading Vegeta's expressions.

Something was up. He knew it and so did Vegeta.

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After training he knew the others were just going to watch several movies so he went to his lab.

Trunks took a breath. He was ready for his second try-out with the time machine. He decided to go back in time to last weekend when he turned thirteen.

Hopping in to his time machine, he wondered how that Gohan was doing, and hoping to learn more from him. He still remembered everything he had taught him, and still used those techniques even today. Excited, he fixed the coordinates so he could set the specific place and time, so he figured the forest near Goku's was the best place to arrive in since the trees would cover his ship.

Going in he shut the now fixed glass dome and activated the time machine.

Arriving in the world he noticed it was pretty dark for being mid-afternoon. Capsuling his time machine he decided to walk around. He noticed the place was not anywhere near Goku's and put it in his memory to fix the landing sector of the programming, since this was the second time it messed up.

Frowning he walked through the town that was still burning, the awful metallic smell hit his nose so much that it came in to the back of his throat and under his tongue. Then he saw it, bodies and their parts were lying all over the place, blood splattered the ruins, along with the ground which he stepped on. The rain didn't seem to be able to wash away anything as he continued to walk around the wreckage and bodies. His eyes were somehow taking in everything and burning it in to his memory, even though he tried hard not to think.

Hearing a loud, desperate, and agonizing scream he immediately recognized it hearing it before from the last time he was here.

Flying as fast as he could he went straight towards the area only to get a face full of blood as he witnessed 17 and 18 throwing multiple chi blasts on to Gohan who was laying face up on the ground, his body now butchered apart in to multiple pieces.

Unaware that his clothes were sprayed with blood, he walked up to Gohan and fell on to his knees.

His eyes became a deep sapphire blue as his hair became dark purple as he got drenched in the pouring rain. Unaware of how ice cold his body became, he stood up and staggered back to the forest and threw his capsule down and went back home, unaware that it had only been five minutes in his world at the most.

Arriving back in his world, in his lab, he opened the glass dome, and re-capsuled it. Walking passed the many doors, he went straight to his room, and shut the door. Tears drenched his face as he went to his closet and took out his sword, going back to his lab he sat in the middle of the room, crying as he sharpened his sword for the battle he knew was about to come in the Past.

An hour later, he stood up and walked back to his bed room and showered. Now in dark blue boxers he sat on his bed looking at his sword that was on his lap and the capsule that was in his left hand, then put it in his capsule box and put that inside his pocket.

The Robot maid came in and picked up his clothes, unaware of the deep loathing that was in Trunks' eyes as he walked up to it with his sword in his right hand and slashed it apart.

"No. More." Trunks as he looked at the pieces of the robot on the ground. He walked up to his closet and took out a set of clothes that he liked. Putting them on, he gave a small smile, and picked up his sword.

Going to his lab, he put the sword on the table and measured it then, matching the length correctly he began to cut up one of his old jackets. Then picking up the pieces of scrap metal he had from working on his time machine he fixed up the sheath and attached the strap with the last bit of material from his jacket. Then noticing he needed a buckle went to his mother's lab and saw a belt she never wore and took it off, returning to his lab he attached it, and smiled.

Putting it on he adjusted the strap to where he needed it, and then took his sword gently in his hand and tossed it then moved to hear it land perfectly in the sheath.

Trunks then walked out of his lab and locked the door. Then walked out the back door to train and learn how to use his sword in his gravity room. Knowing that now the bet wasn't why he was going to do his time traveling anymore, but for his own reason, even though he still would keep his side of the bet going, out of respect for Goten.

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"As a martial artist I understand the love for training, I do I really do, but don't you think Trunks has come to be a bit obsessed with it?" Krillen asked Bulma as he pointed out the window to where they could see Trunks' gravity room. The lights were on and you could tell there were chi blasts going around through its window, where his figure could be seen dodging it or hitting it with another chi blast once in awhile.

"I completely agree Krillen but still what can I do? I mean it's not like I can stop him- he is Vegeta's son, after all." Bulma as she saw him nod.

"Goku what do you think?" Krillen asked as he turned to see his friend slurping up a huge spaghetti noodle and had spots of sauce around his mouth.

"Didja say somdin Kririm?" Goku with his mouth full, and then saw Krillen shake his head.

"Never mind." Krillen muttered as he shook his head and then turned to the second Saiyan who was eating like the food was going to disappear any second-the father of said half Saiyan. He knew not to ask him, considering this was what he had been training "the Boy" to do and knew he had to be proud of himself now.

"Still it is a bit odd-if I remember right-he was gone for three days and all of a sudden just dived in to training like he all of a sudden became desperate to get stronger." Tien as he turned to Krillen who nodded, then noticed Goten who was eating up a storm like his dad.

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His built was exactly identical to Goku now in fact you could barely tell them apart- except for Goten's hair being towards his shoulder blades thanks to his "makeover" so he wouldn't be confused with his dad.

"Done, I'm going to go train with Trunks now!" Goten as he ran outside and pounded on the gravity room, then screamed as the door was blown off, he ran then dived so the blast that was after him went in to the wall, and blew it up instead of him.

"DARN IT TRUNKS! YOU ALMOST HAD ME!" Goten as he glared at his friend, who came outside with a black tank top, dark blue jeans and yellow boots, and his sword.

"Why didn't you just knock it aside? It wasn't that powerful." Trunks as he walked sipping his water bottle his hair now parted.

"Oh? Well I'm sorry Trunks, but if you saw that huge thing as soon as you open a door…" Goten letting his sentence trail off.

"I would have put my hand out and knocked it away from me or cross my arms and blocked it." Trunks rolling his eyes, as Goten glared at him.

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CRASH!

Bulma had been washing the dishes when she saw Trunks come out and dropped the dish she had just rinsed in to the sink; it broke on impact getting everyone's attention.

Seeing her looking out the window, Goku, Vegeta, and Krillen followed her gaze and saw her son throw his sword and saw it flip and land perfectly in his sheath. Trunks was obviously speaking to Goten about something serious since both had expressions of deep thought, when obviously Goten got an idea.

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"Do you remember when I was waiting for my dad to come back to life before the tournament? Well I had been talking to Gohan and he told me that my dad got sick with this really bad virus around the time of the Cell Games, so you could give him the antidote-if that machine of yours works. You know for your first trip, then for your second you can go and help out with the Cell Games, how does that sound?" Goten as he looked at his friend and smiled.

"Sounds good, Goten, and of course you will see me off?" Trunks asked as he smirked remembering his side of the bargain.

"Well yeah! Who else will prove that the time machine theory is completely wrong!" Goten as he laughed and then began to run as Trunks clenched his sword and flew after him swinging his sword to the right then the left, shouting profanities that ChiChi would kill him if she heard.

TO BE CONTINUED….