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Chichi watched as the Briefs drove away and made her way to Skylar's room. She quietly opened the door and stepped in, Chichi took notice of the fact that Trunks had tucked Skylar in.

'What a sweet young man.' She thought to herself and leaned down to kiss Skylar's forehead. 'Goodnight baby.' She walked over to the window and closed the curtains. Chichi quietly made her way to her room, where she collapsed on the bed and cried softly into Goku's pillow.

'Goku, why'd you leave? It doesn't make any sense, everything was fine yesterday.' She sobbed quietly. Chichi sat up and wiped her eyes, remembering what Bulma told her, she sighed and laid back on the bed. She closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, she eventually fell asleep but was plagued all night by dreams of him.~~~~~

The Next Day...

Skylar sat up groggily and rubbed her eyes. 'What happened?' She sat there pondering and everything started to fall into place.

'Oh yeah, dad's gone.' She frowned as she felt her stomach clench and got up, making her way to the kitchen. She paused as she heard the familiar voices of her mother and friends. Skylar walked into the kitchen seeing Bulma, Trunks, and Gohan seated at the table eating breakfast. She saw Chichi cooking at the stove humming a tune.

"Oh, good morning darling. Here, I saved you a plate." She handed her a plate full of food. Bulma saw Skylar walking to the table, "Hey, why don't you sit over here next to Trunks?" Skylar rolled her eyes at how Bulma had exaggerated Trunks's name and sat down, knowing that Bulma was up to her matching games again. Bulma took a sip from her mug sent Chichi a questioning look, who shrugged and asked, "So, what are you doing today kiddo?" Chichi asked curiously.

"Oh I don't know, probably go outside and train, what else is there to do anyways?" Skylar got up from her seat and put her dish in the sink. She slammed the door as she walked outside, Trunks watched the whole exchange and briskly followed her. Bulma's and Chichi's eyebrows raised, Bulma looked at Chichi.

"How about I take Skylar with me shopping to West City? You know, to get her mind off things."

"You can try, but that girl is just like her father when it comes to fashion and clothes. The only remedy that helps them to get something off their mind is to train." Chichi said shaking her head, "You can try, but I can't assure you that she'll want to go." The women turned to look out the window.~~

Trunks walked over to Skylar as she was stretching out and warming up. She noticed him and slightly narrowed her eyes.

"What Trunks?!" She snapped, clearly pissed off.

"Whoa! Chill out out Skylar, I was only gonna ask you, if you wanted to go on a walk with me?" Trunks asked her cautiously, hoping that she wouldn't decide to try and beat him into a pulp. He watched her carefully as she studied him.

"Okay, let's go then." They had only walked a couple of feet before Trunks randomly said, "I bet I can beat you in a race no sweat." Skylar laughed at him.

"You wanna find out?"

"Fine, just don't throw a fit when I win."

"I think I'm the one who should be saying that." Skylar huffed at what he said and turned super saiyan. Trunks laughed.

"Are you seriously going to try and beat me by turning super?" He laughed some more before getting all serious, "Cause if that's the case, I might as well go super saiyan myself." Their energy crackled and they stood side-by-side and got ready.

"From here, till we get to the edge of the forest, think your royal, arrogant ass can handle it?" Skylar asked smirking.

"Pfft, are you kidding me? That's nothing compared to the training I do every day." They smirked at each other before taking off in a blur of yellow. The scenery around them was reduced into just a blur.

"Why don't you just give up Skylar, we already know who's gonna win."

"So why haven't you given up yet Trunks?" They kept running even after they had reached the forest, knocking down some trees as they passed. They ran until they reached a large wheat field and collapsed on the ground laughing. Trunks sat up and smiled.

"We should do that more often." He said and watched her as she smiled and sat up on her elbows. They stayed like that, watching the clouds pass by as the field swayed with the wind. It was silent to say the least, with the exception of the faint wind chimes in the distance. Trunks looked over at Skylar and memorized the color of her hair as it blew in a certain direction and the small dot below her eye. He looked back up at the sky and smiled to himself. Skylar had noticed him watching her and looked at him, only to see that he was looking at the sky again. She decided to break the silence.

"I don't want tomorrow to come." Trunks turned to look at her and saw that she was sitting with her arms wrapped around her knees, focused on something in the horizon. The wind kept blowing her hair back and she sighed.

"I just wish things would stay like this forever." She looked over at him and saw as he rested his chin on his knees. Anger flashing in his eyes.

"How I would've wanted to forever stay in my mother's arms," he looked at her sadly for a moment, "but forever never lasts, no matter how much we wish for it. My fucking father made sure of that. He looked at me and instantly rejected me, he took me away from her arms and dumped me outside of a random place, which happened to be Capsule Corp.. He didn't even bother to ring the bell, just left me there and drove away. Gramps says that if he hadn't gone out to check the yard, who knows how long it would have been until they saw me in a blanket." Trunks chuckled, "Gramps says that I gave him one good look and started bawling. He says that Bunny ran past him and picked me up. Bulma was around ten years old and instantly asked if she could keep me." He started laughing harder. Skylar stared at him and asked.

"Do you ever want to meet him or your real mom?" She cringed as Trunks stopped laughing and the anger came flooding back.

"If I ever meet him I'll probably beat his ass for what he did, hell, the guy lives in Detroit, as for my mom... I don't know... I kinda want to but I don't know if she'll recognize me. But back to your statement... yeah, I do too." He said looking up.

"At least you know where your dad is." Trunks looked at Skylar, regretting what he said about his father. Suddenly, he scooted closer to her and did what came naturally to him, surprising them both. He wrapped an arm around her and gathered her close to his chest, embracing her. Skylar was blushing madly and was glad that her face was buried in his chest. On the other hand, Trunks's mind was racing as he too, was blushing.

'Why am I blushing? She's just your friend, it's not like you've never hugged before. So why the hell am I blushing!?' They stayed like that for awhile, neither saying a word to the other. That is until they sensed that Gohan was flying their way. Skylar pushed Trunks a good three feet away from her and looked down at her shoes, Trunks doing the same. Less than a minute later, Gohan landed behind Trunks placing a firm hand on his shoulder and almost instantly, Trunks stiffened, getting a small idea of the subliminal hint.

'Does he know something? Or, did he see anything?'

"Hey Sky, mom wanted me to tell you that she wants you to head back cause you're going shopping with Bulma."

"Oh yay, doesn't mom know how much I love shopping?" She said sarcastically, and she got up and took off, leaving Trunks alone with Gohan.

"Hey squirt, how 'bout we do a quick spar before we head back?"

"Erm, sure I guess, why not?" With that, both saiyans got into their fighting positions and began their spar.

They were all oblivious to the danger and dark days looming ahead of them.