Disclaimer: Dragon Ball Z belongs to FUNimation, Toei Animation, Fuji TV and Akira Toriyama. Al I own are my OC's

Here's chapter 2! There's not much I would to say except please enjoy the story!

'Where am I…?' Jito thought.

The car that stood in front of the children beeped its obnoxious horn.

Hearing the car, Jito snapped out of it, hovered over the ground and floated toward the sidewalk while carrying the girl. The male driver in the car in front of them, stared wide eyed in surprise; shocked to see what seemed to be a human-being float inches above the ground. The boy stood on the sidewalk, unfamiliar to where he was.

"Trunks…Is that you?" the man asked again. "What's the matter…?" he asked then he paused.

"Don't call me that." Jito replied, letting the girl off his back.

"What?" the man asked again.

"My name's not Trunks!" Jito rose his voice.

"A-Alright…"

Pain suddenly shot through Jito's face as he attempted to sit on the grass near the sidewalk.

"Are you okay?!" the man asked again.

He put the grocery bags down and ran over to him. The boy didn't respond.

"A-Are you sure you're not hurt?" the man asked once again.

Jito shot him a glare, annoyed by the fact that the man kept asking the same question over and over. The man slightly cringed away.

"Hey, you know, you can come with me, to get some rest…" the man trailed off.

Jito listened, his face hidden.

"My friend is coming over in her ship…"

The boy said nothing. The short man walked up to him, almost putting a hand on the young man's shoulder, but hesitating at the last moment.

"You should come and rest." he continued.

A strong gust of wind suddenly appeared and a ship lowered itself in front of them. The ship is now parked and the door opened to reveal a pretty woman with short light, blue-green hair and blue eyes.

"Hey Bulma!"

"Bul…ma…?" Jito stared at Bulma, recognizing the name.

"What took you so long?"

"Sorry Krillen, I had to stop by Master Roshi's place and pick up a few things." she explained, then looked around. "Where are the groceries?"

"Oh! Right…"

Krillen went back to where he dropped the groceries, picked them up, then jogged over to the boy.

"So…you wanna come?" he half-whispered.

The boy didn't answer and turned his head away from Krillen, looking down.

"Who's this, Krillen?" Bulma asked, taking a couple of steps away from the ship.

"I'm not sure, actually…"

"…You said 'Bulma', right?" Jito asked Krillen.

"Yes…"

"Then I'm going…"

Jito stood up, took the girl's hand and walked towards the ship, with Krillen and a confused Bulma following after.

"Bulma, this boy is hurt. An' believe it or not, I saw him floating down from the sky. He just appeared out of nowhere!" Krillen explained.

"…Hmm…" Bulma pondered, while flying the ship. "Maybe he's one of you guys?"

"He looks a lot like Trunks, though…"

Bulma glanced back from driving the ship. Jito had fallen asleep, still holding onto the girl. His eyes fluttered open as Bulma put her attention back to driving.

"You're right, Krillen! That is odd…"

"Hey, Bulma! Krillen! Nice to see you again, buddy!"

An extremely strong looking man with spiky, black hair came out and greeted his friends, when they landed.

"Hi, Goku!" they said.

By this time, Jito slowly walked out of the ship, sleepily. His eyes grew wide when the mention of Goku's name was heard.

"G-Goku?!" he cried.

Goku heard someone call his name, looked over towards the ship and saw the boy.

"Hey! A new friend?" he asked.

"I guess so…" Krillen replied.

Jito looked away right before locking eyes with Goku, while the older man called him over; calling him "buddy".

"Goku," Krillen started. "Doesn't he look familiar to you?"

Goku started thinking. The kid was now looking around; checking the place out.

'Did we go back in time?' the boy thought to himself.

"Hey kid…"

Bulma had interrupted his thoughts, now next to him. The boy jumped, the sound of her voice startling him.

"Why don't you come inside so I can tend to those wounds?" she continued.

The boy stared at her, then blushed.

"O-Ok…" he answered, looking away and still blushing.

Inside the house, Chi Chi, Gohan, Goten, Videl and the Ox King, all introduced themselves to Jito, while Goku went ahead and picked up the girl to bring inside with everyone else. The house was decorated in festivities and a large table stood in the middle of the living room that was filled with snacks, drinks and food. Bulma asked Jito for his and the girl's name. Jito obeyed and said he didn't know the girl's name yet.

"It's Jito. My name's Jito…"

While Bulma and Chi Chi fixed Jito up, for some particular reason, he hung onto the girl, as if protecting her. Now, the boy's right arm and left leg were wrapped in bandages.

"Alright," Chi Chi sighed. "You shouldn't wander away from this couch until your leg is better, ok?"

"Are you crazy?!" Jito shouted. "I can't stay here!"

Everybody else in the room besides Bulma kinda moved back. For they knew that yelling at Chi Chi wasn't a very wise idea.

"Excuse me?! You have some nerve!" Chi Chi yelled back.

Jito stepped off, slightly wincing away.

"How dare you call me crazy!" she continued.

"You don't understand…All of you!" Jito yelled back. "I can't stay here!"

"Why not?" Bulma asked him.

She noticed something about him. He would always blush and do whatever she told him to do without hesitation. So she figured she could get everything out of him. This time he didn't blush.

"Because I—" the boy paused and listened.

"What's wrong?" Gohan asked.

He didn't answer. Then, he seemed surprised. Gohan asked him again. First, a knock and then the front door opened and revealed a muscular man with spiked up, black hair. He wore a black tank top, dark colored pants and boots. Next to him, was a teen, who was taller than him. He had light purple, bowl shaped hair, blue eyes and also wore a black tank top under a jean-jacket, which had the Capsule Corp. logo on the right sleeve, dark colored pants and boots.

"Trunks! Vegeta!" Goku announced.

"Hey Goku." Trunks greeted and walked up to him.

"Oh! That's who you look like!" Goku shouted, pointing at Jito. "You look like Trunks!"

"Goku, I think that's cheating." Krillen said, making a face.

Goku rubbed the back of his head, embarrassed and gave a soft chuckle.

"Never mind that!" Jito cried, shaking his head. "I gotta get outta here!"

He tried getting up, but the Ox King—who stood behind the couch Jito was sitting on— pulled him back down saying,

"You can't get up yet! You've got to rest more!"

"Let go! If I stay here, you'll all die!"

Everybody stared at him, in a state of surprise of what he said. Then, came a loud boom from outside.

"They're here!" he told everyone.

The girl clutched his shirt, right on the ridge to wake. Someone knocked loudly on the other side of the door.

"Officials! Open this door!"

Goku and Krillen took steps towards the door.

"If you do not open, we are forced to take it down! Get ready!" the leader of the officials warned and readied his troops.

"Open the door…" Jito told Goku.

He and the others looked back, ready to argue with him.

"I don't want any of you to get hurt!" Jito said, before any of them had a chance to talk.

Goku nodded and slowly opened the door. A few 20 troops and their leader were waiting outside, ready to fire. Their armor greatly resembled the standard Saiyan armor, without the shoulder-pads and torso-wings. Where yellow should be was instead black. The troops also wore helmets of the same style and colors.

"Hold!" the leader shouted.

His troops lowered their weapons. The leader went up to Goku, who had walked outside and stood in front of him.

"I understand a young boy and girl are hiding in this household…"

"I'm sorry, but…who are you?" Goku asked.

"It does not matter who I am…What matters is if you have the children here! Are they here or not?!" the officer was impatient.

"Of course! Right in there!" Goku answered, content.

Some of the Z fighters gave out a silent gasp.

"Goku!" Krillen cried, running over to his best friend. "Have you gone insane?! You don't really mean to let this man and his troops take Jito and that girl away, do you?!" he cried, half yelling and half whispering.

Goku pictured what Jito had said earlier,

'I don't want any of you to get hurt!'

"Relax Krillen," Goku started, suddenly serious. "I refuse to let them take those children away..."

"Excuse me!" the official yelled.

Goku stared at them as Krillen cringed away.

"Okay, Okay!" Goku started. "But before I let you inside, I would like you to know…"

"What is it?"

"There is a boy here, but I'm not sure about the girl…"

"What?!" he screamed.

The official pushed through Goku and looked inside. He instantly spotted Trunks and ran up to him, asking for his name.

"Trunks."

"Trunks…"

The official stared at him awhile.

"Where is the boy?!" he cried.

"You were looking for a boy…well, here you are!" Goku replied, almost tauntingly.

The official seemed furious. He was looking for a boy, he got his wish. There was Goten, Trunks, Krillen, Vegeta, Goku, and Gohan. Boys all around. The official lifted up his arm and talked into the armor on his arm.

"2568 reporting, 775 code red report. In need of 1000!"

Everyone was confused. Goku started a conversation with everyone while the official was distracted.

"So, where is Jito and his friend?"

"When I turned around, he was gone!" Krillen answered.

"It's obvious where he went!" Vegeta stated.

"Yeah, I know, Vegeta. And it isn't long before…" Goku said.

"Well, at least they won't be able to find them for awhile…we're going to have to keep them from going upstairs, but without suspicion…" Trunks added.

"Once they see that they're not here, they'll get tired and leave!" Krillen said.

"I don't know about that…"

The Z fighters whipped they're heads over to look at an indescribably familiar face. He was leaning, crouched over, a few inches from Trunks' face, in thin air and smiling deviously. He wore the same uniform as the troops. He leaned away, but leaned so far that he did a rather slow cannonball back-flip in the air, eyes wide and saying,

"Whoa…"

"Isn't that—?!" the Z-fighters all thought.

"Calling in, 1000...For a received report…" he said boringly.

He floated into a sitting butterfly position and turned his head to look at the official and asked,

"I'm here, so what do you want?!"

"1000…Y-You've arrived so quickly, I didn't think—"

In a blink of an eye, the official was pinned to the wall, a hand grasped on his neck. The boy—his eyes filled with irritation—was comfortably, nearly chocking the official. Everyone gasped, some scared more than others.

"That's Sir to you! And I don't have any patience for you! You are a complete annoyance; so much I could kill you! A FLY can make you roll over and burn in hell!" the boy screamed in the official's face.

He abruptly let the official fall to ground, gasping for air. The boy turned around, opened his cold eyes and smirked deviously. He turned to the Z-fighters next.

"May I ask," he started, as he cocked his head. "…Where my brother is…?"

Jeta's pretty harsh, isn't he? That's how he was originally supposed to be. Harsh and blunt. He's also supposed to act more on his negative emotions. Like when he's angered.

Anyway, that's all for now! Please R&R and see you all next time!