Chapter 3: You're Barely Waking

Bulma's fingers clicked furiously against the computer keyboard in her lab. Her face was illuminated by the blue and green hues of her giant screen, which was the only light in the room. The woman Mirai brought in was lying next to her in a hospital bed attached to wires and monitors recording her biological signals. The only sounds to be heard were the heartbeat monitor beeping steadily and Bulma's fingers against the keys.

Since Bra's birth, Bulma had never liked to stay up in the middle of the night working, but since this new girl had arrived a few days ago, she began to discover strange things about her. So she remained in the lab doing research hours on end. She began to compare her data and was hoping to find out more.

Bulma heard a gentle knock at her door. Someone walked in, opening the door gently. Bulma turned around, "Oh, Trunks. What are you doing up this late?"

He walked over to her and looked at the computer screen, "I couldn't sleep. By the way, you can call me Mirai. I will leave the name 'Trunks' for your real son."

Bulma ignored that last comment even though it brought pain to her heart, and said to him, "Well, even though it's late, I'm glad that you're here." She was hoping her comment went through to him on a deeper level than just being 'here' in the lab.

He waved his hand slightly in the direction of the screen, "What is all this?"

She whirled her chair around clicking the keys. They lit up at her touch, and many windows popped up around her. "Well, ever since you told me the story of what happened when you met her, I wanted to do some investigation on her since she's been recovering."

A graph appeared on the front screen, "This graph shows information using data received from both a human and a Saiyajin; do not ask me how I got this. It shows the different levels for each; mental ability, physical ability, overall health, brain activity, power/ki levels, etc. The data received from the human and Sayain are all consistent; the Saiyajin usually excels at most things, like physical ability, over a human, and a human's brain activity is either the same or even higher than that of a Sayian, as seen on the graphs here. I guess that's not surprising since I happen to be smarter than some Saiyajins I know" She chuckled at this remark, "But everytime I try to record the data for her, it does this:" She showed a new screen that was recording the data live, and unlike the other steady graphs, this graph's measurements were fluctuating all over the grid.

She continued, "When I analyzed the blood samples for all three species, all blood samples have similar compositions, so why is that her data comes out so different? Also, there is something odd going on with her ki that I just can't figure out. But I think we might find out more when she wakes."

Mirai stared at the screen, not knowing what to think about all this. He spoke out loud to himself, "Who could she be? It looked like she arrived from another dimension, so how did she get here?"

Bulma turned to him with a slight smile, "Don't looked so surprised. You of all people should be used to this sort of thing. Heck, that's how you got here."

She was right; he knew she was right. I guess it's not as odd as I think.

Looking at the girl he asked, "How is she?"

Bulma looked over to him, "She's doing better. It was a good thing you brought her in when you did because she was fading pretty fast. The doctors say she should be waking up any day now."

Mirai went and sat on the chair next to the young woman's bed. He stared at her breathing form with questions and memories swirling in his mind.

I want to know more about you.

He needed to know more. To know what was hunting her, how she got there, where she was from. But he also felt the urge to know what she liked to do, what kind of activities she'd enjoy, what food was her favorite …. what kind of guy she was into.

That last thought made him excited, but angry at the same time.

What would she think of me? Does she have a man already?

No. There couldn't be, there wouldn't be. She was too important to him right now. It would pain him if there was another she was attached to. Why did it bother him so much? He shouldn't be thinking these things. He shouldn't get involved. Everyone important to him was now gone. He wouldn't make the mistake again. He couldn't afford to get close to another anymore.

She is just a guest here, and she will probably leave as soon as she's well.

He let out a sigh, and placed his head in his hands. He didn't realize how exhausted he was, and he wasn't sure if it was because of all the sparring with Vegeta, or something else pressing on his mind.

His behavior did not go unnoticed by Bulma. Afterall, he still was her son. Inwardly she smiled, seeing him soften a little in this girl's presence. She was glad to see that his mannerisms were less depressed than when he first arrived, and she knew it had something to do with this mystery girl.

Mirai headed toward the door to leave. "I'm tired now, I think I'm gonna head out and get some rest."

Bulma looked back at his silhouette standing in the doorway, "Yeah you look like you need it, given all the training with Vegeta. Kami knows that he can get a bit carried away sometimes."

He was about to leave when he heard her say, "Don't worry Trunks, she won't be in my lab much longer. By tomorrow afternoon, I will place her in a guest room. She will be taken care of."

She gave a soft motherly smile and turned back to her computer.

The light coming in from the open door went away as he walked off to his bed.

Bulma paused her typing to look at the girl beside her. "You're a curious one. But I have a feeling we will get to know more of you when you wake. As for my son, thank you for finding him."

End Chapter 3