Hey, everyone! Glad to see you guys again! I was gonna post the Transformers Blue story's next chapter first, but I heard about what happened to Akira Toriyama. He was the reason that Dragon Ball even existed. May he rest in peace. Anyways, since I heard about what happened to him, I'd decided to post this first, and make a tribute of him. Y'all gonna like it at the end of the chapter.
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*Back with Future Gohan and Future Trunks*
Trunks was trying to become a Super Saiyan with all of this might, "ARRRRRGGGG...GGGGHHHH...RRR-RRRGGHHH" However, he started to lose its power and fell onto the floor, getting tired.
Gohan watched, chuckling and smiling at Trunks' progress. He was getting there, but not yet.
"Don't worry Trunks, you'll get there eventually," Gohan said, patting him on the back.
Trunks got up, panting. "Yeah, I know. It's just so frustrating. I want to become a Super Sayian so badly."
Gohan nodded in understanding. "I know the feeling. But remember, it takes time and dedication. You can't rush it."
Trunks sighed, but then his determination kicked in again. "You're right. I won't give up."
Gohan smiled at his student's determination. He knew Trunks would eventually achieve his goal, just like he did.
*A few hours later*
Future Trunks and Future Gohan returned home at Capsule Corp, with Bulma waiting for them. Gohan decided to train in their backyard while Trunks decided to watch (since Trunks didn't want his mother to find out that Gohan was training him to fight the androids).
Future Bulma, on the other hand, was working on her 'special project' that could help aid them against the androids. However, she had two problems. One: She needs some more tools and items necessary to do this and starts thinking maybe the old man Roshi has some. Two: She couldn't stop thinking about her romantic feelings for the adult lone warrior, Gohan. He even reminded her of Goku back from the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament.
She then made up her mind. First, she needs Trunks to get the tools and items for her. Then, she was going to confess her feelings towards Gohan once the two were alone. She felt that she couldn't keep it a secret anymore.
A few moments later, Bulma called for Trunks' help who decided to see what his mother was doing.
"Hey Mom," Trunks smiled at his mother, "Is something wrong?"
"Actually, y-yeah," She admits, "The shipping company I've been using has suspended all of the operations because they were attacked by the androids"
Future Trunks' face fell as he heard the news. He knew how important the shipping company was for his mother's work. Without it, she wouldn't be able to receive the supplies she needed for her inventions.
"Do you know when they will resume operations?" Trunks asked, trying to remain calm.
"I'm not sure," Future Bulma replied, "I've been using them for my inventions and so I can send supplies to Roshi's place on a daily basis, but now I can't do that…"
Future Trunks could see the worry in his mother's eyes. He knew he had to do something to help her, 'Mom's struggling and Master Roshi will be too if I don't help out and get this supply capsule to him.…'
"I can deliver the supplies for you, Mom," Trunks assures her.
"Really?" Future Bulma's face lit up, "But it's quite a long distance and…"
"I'll manage, Mom," Trunks smiled, "Besides, it'll be nice to see Master Roshi"
Future Bulma hugged her son tightly, "Thank you, Trunks. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Anything for my mom," Trunks smiled as he headed off to get the supplies ready.
"Watch out for the androids!" Bulma called out as her son left.
Future Bulma watched her son leave and couldn't help but feel grateful for him. She knew she had raised him well and she was proud to call him her son.
As for Trunks, he was determined to deliver the supplies to Master Roshi's place and help his mother out. It may have been a long and tiring journey, but he knew it was worth it for his family.
*1 hour later*
Future Trunks finally made it to Master Roshi's island and home, Kame House, which was in the middle of nowhere in the ocean. However, when he landed on the island, he didn't see anyone inside.
"Huh?" Trunks questioned, "Where could he be?" He then starts to fear the worst, "D-Did the androids get to him?!"
He was about to panic when he saw the note on the door, "huh?" Once he picked up the note off the door, he read, "If you're looking for the Roshi-man, he's under the ocean"
The young fourteen year old was confused about the note's meaning until he guessed it a few seconds later, "He's in a submarine!" He then ran off the island and started flying again. It took him a few minutes to finally find the submarine.
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The Submarine
He then remembered how he heard rumors of people living in submarines now to survive the androids' onslaught. Anyways, he entered the submarine and found not only Master Roshi but Puar, Oolong and Turtle.
"Hey, guys, how are you doing?" Trunks asked.
"Oh, just a little survival trip," Master Roshi replied with a chuckle. "But what brings you here, Trunks?"
"I brought some supplies for you guys," Trunks answered, showing them the bag of food and water. "My mom sent them for you."
"Oh, how thoughtful of her!" Puar exclaimed. "We were getting low on supplies."
"Thank you, Trunks," Oolong said gratefully. "Your mom is a lifesaver."
"Yeah, she's the best," Trunks agreed with a smile.
After chatting for a bit, Trunks bid his farewells and flew back to his home. He couldn't wait to tell his mother about his little adventure.
Upon his return, Bulma was relieved to see him safe and sound.
"Welcome back, Trunks," She smiled, "So, were you able to deliver the supply capsule?"
"Yeah, He answered, "Everyone was so happy"
"So, what did you guys talk about?"
"Well…"
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Trunks then proceeds to tell his mother about the others living in the submarine to stay away from the androids' wrath. He also told her that Master Roshi was going to try to find out about the androids' weaknesses… Starting with Android 18. Of course, Bulma knew why Master Roshi wanted to do it…
"So yeah… He's going to see if he could find the androids' weaknesses"
"What is that old man thinking?" Bulma asked in disbelief, "He could get himself killed!"
That was when the radio right behind them started playing the news, "Outside of the city, two Androids are attacking the islands. One of the androids is in Kame House. The people on the island are asking for help as they fight against the androids. Please stay tuned as we bring you the latest updates on this situation."
Bulma and Trunks both looked at each other with worried expressions.
Trunks was determined. He couldn't just sit back and watch as the androids destroyed innocent lives. He had to do something, and he had to do it now.
'I have to go,' he said firmly, looking at his mother Bulma with a determined expression. 'I can't let those androids continue to wreak havoc.'
Bulma tried to stop him. 'Trunks, wait!' she called out, reaching out to grab his arm. But he had already made up his mind. He pulled away from her grasp and ran out of the house, his mind set on his mission.
'Geez,' Bulma muttered to herself as she watched her son disappear into the distance. 'I hope he won't do anything reckless and get himself killed.'
Meanwhile, at Kame House, Future Master Roshi was in a bit of a pickle. He was face to face with Future Android 18, and she was not in the mood. But despite everyone warning him that it was a bad idea, he couldn't resist the opportunity to encounter her beauty.
'P-Please spare me!' he pleaded, his hands shaking in front of him. 'I-I'm just a weak, old man.'
Android 18 rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed. 'You humans are all the same,' she said in a cold, robotic voice. 'Always begging for your lives instead of fighting for them.'
Master Roshi gulped, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he was no match for the android, but he couldn't help but be drawn to her. She was like a living work of art, and he couldn't resist the temptation to try and capture it.
But just as things were about to take a turn for the worse, Trunks burst into the room. "Leave him alone!" he shouted, his eyes blazing with determination.
Android 18 turned her attention to the young warrior, sizing him up. "Another human who thinks he can defeat us," she said with a smirk.
Trunks didn't hesitate. He lunged at the android, his fists flying. But to his surprise, she was able to easily dodge his attacks and counter with her own. Trunks quickly realized that he was outmatched, but he refused to give up.
As the two engaged in a fierce battle, Master Roshi watched in awe. He had never seen someone so fearless and determined in the face of danger. Trunks may have been young, but he was a true warrior.
...
In the end, Trunks was able to hold his own against Android 18, but he knew he couldn't defeat her alone. He was already on his knees, battered and bruised but alive.
"Was THAT the best you can REALLY do?" Future Android 18 asked with a smirk, "Pathetic…"
Before she could even do anything else to him, someone shot an energy shot at her.
"Ah! What the hell?!"
18 turned around and glared at the one who shot her in anger.
This person is a young woman of curvaceous frame with long black hair and blue eyes and a big butt. She seems to be slightly taller than Trunks, meaning to be fifteen years old. She also was wearing an orange Gi that Master Roshi quickly recognized.
'T-That's the Turtle Hermit Gi!' Roshi exclaimed in shock. 'How did that lady get one of those? And who is she?' He racked his brain, trying to remember if he had ever given the Gi to anyone else. But he couldn't recall ever meeting this girl before.
'Who the hell are you?!' Android 18 growled, her eyes narrowed at the girl who stood her ground.
'I'm the girl who's gonna kick your butt,' the girl declared confidently.
'Heh, really, little girl?' Android 18 scoffed, readying herself for another fight. 'Fine then! I'll fight you too!'
'Bring it!' the girl challenged, her fists clenched and her eyes locked onto Android 18's.
Roshi could hardly believe what he was seeing. This young girl, who seemed to have no fear, was standing up to the powerful android. He watched as the two began to exchange blows, their speed and strength almost matching each other.
As the fight continued, Trunks slowly got up and watched in amazement. He couldn't believe that this girl was holding her own against Android 18, who had been giving him such a hard time.
But as the battle waged on, it became clear that the girl was no ordinary fighter. She moved with grace and precision, her attacks calculated and powerful.
...
However, in the end, Android 18's victory was inevitable. The girl, despite her best efforts, was no match for the powerful Android 18. She lay on the ground, bruised and defeated, but to everyone's surprise, she still stood her ground.
'Heh, you actually didn't die from my attacks... What a shock,' she said, a smirk on her face. 'Let's see what happens if I bring it up a notch.'
Trunks, who was also badly injured, could only watch in shock as the girl summoned all of her remaining strength and launched a powerful attack. But even that was not enough to defeat Android 18.
'D-Damn it...' the girl cursed in pain.
'Oh no...' Trunks grunted as he struggled to stand.
'We're doomed,' Master Roshi spoke in fear.
But just as it seemed like all hope was lost, a voice called out from the sky. It was Android 17, who had just landed onto the ground.
'You again? Still trying to fight us, huh?' he said, looking down at the girl and Trunks.
Trunks was shocked to see him. '17?! 17's here too?!'
'You still wanna fight us? Is all of this effort you're putting in really worth it?' Android 17 asked.
Android 18 scoffed at her brother's words. 'Oh, please, effort's got nothing to do with this. They just suck. Let's kill them already.'
But then, Master Roshi stepped forward, standing in front of Trunks and the girl. 'Wait! Let these young kids go and take me instead!'
'What? What did you just say, geezer?' Android 18 asked, annoyed and enraged.
'I don't care what you two do to me... I was once known as the greatest martial artist on this planet... I had a good run... But, leave these two kids alone... That's my dying wish,' Master Roshi declared.
'Really? You three are gonna die, anyways,' Android 18 mocked, charging up an energy shot to take them out. 'Say goodbye, gramps.'
The girl cursed, and Trunks shouted in dismay. But just when it seemed like all was lost, Android 17 stopped his sister.
'Now, hold on, 18,' Android 17 said, looking at his sister with a serious expression. She had been about to attack the two young humans in front of them, but her brother's interruption stopped her in her tracks.
'Huh?' Android 18 stopped and glared at her brother. 'What's the big idea?'
'This geezer's got some guts to stand up to us for two kids,' Android 17 said with a small smile. 'It's pretty cool, to be honest. And that young human over there actually had the guts to fight you. She's almost stronger than the other humans we've killed,' he added, pointing at the girl.
Trunks and the girl looked at each other in surprise. They couldn't believe that the androids were actually acknowledging them.
'Um... T-Thanks?' Master Roshi spoke up, still in shock.
Android 17 chuckled and turned to face his sister. 'Come on, 18. Let's leave these kids alone. We've had our fun for today.'
'But why?!' Android 18 asked in shock and anger.
'Well, I'm in a pretty good mood today,' Android 17 explained, grinning. 'I finally beat the boss in that game I was playing. We'll let them go, just this once.'
'Ugh, fine,' Android 18 grumbled, but she followed her brother's lead. 'But I'm not done playing with them. Letting them go just because you won a video game... You're such a brat, 17.'
'Aw, come on. If we kill them now, that's just robbing ourselves of more fun later,' Android 17 teased. 'Besides, I want to see what that girl can do next time we fight her. That's why we're letting them go just this once.'
Trunks and the girl exchanged surprised looks. They couldn't believe that the androids, who were known for their ruthless destruction and lack of mercy, were actually letting them go.
Master Roshi let out a sigh of relief, grateful that the androids were sparing them. He couldn't believe that a simple video game had saved their lives.
"T-Thank you," the girl said, her voice trembling with emotion.
"No problem, kid,' Android 17 smiled before getting serious. 'But just so you know, this really is a one-time deal. Next time we see you...' He and his sister turned around to face them. "...You're dead."
Trunks and the girl nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. They knew that this was only a temporary reprieve and that they would have to face the androids again. But for now, they were grateful to be alive and to have the chance to continue their fight against them.
As the androids walked away, Trunks turned to the girl and smiled, "Thanks for helping us"
"No problem," The girl said with a smile.
"What's your name, young one?" Master Roshi asked.
"I'm Chesami," The girl, known as Chesami, introduced herself, "I'm Yamcha's Daughter"
Master Roshi's eyes widened in shock. 'Yamcha had a daughter?!' he thought to himself, 'So he finally got over Bulma and found another lady, huh? I wonder who it is?'
Trunks also had a surprised expression on his face. 'Yamcha?' he thought to himself before realizing and spoke, "Wait, I've heard about him from my mom. He was her ex-boyfriend…"
Chesami looked at Trunks in surprise. "Your mom knows my dad?"
Trunks nodded. "Yeah, she used to date him before she got together with my dad."
Chesami's eyes widened in realization. "So you're...?"
'Trunks,' he said, extending his hand towards her. "Son of Vegeta and Bulma."
Chesami shook his hand, a smile forming on her face. "Nice to meet you, Trunks."
Trunks then looks at the sky, seeing the androids flying away, "W-We're safe…."
"For now…" Chesami reminds him.
"This is my fault, kids," Master Roshi admits, "I'm sorry…"
"It's okay," The girl said.
"Yeah, i-it's fine…" Trunks spoke as well, trying to ease his faults.
"Those androids… they're nothing but pure evil" Roshi states in minor anger, "Not an ounce of goodness in them…"
Both Chesami and Trunks stayed silent while Roshi expressed his remorse for almost getting himself and the kids killed. Roshi then broke that silence.
"But, I've figured out their weaknesses."
"Wait, really?!" Chesami asked in surprising shock.
"Are you serious?!" Trunks asked as well.
"Yes…" Master Roshi answers their questions before explaining, "The androids take pleasure in the moment; they're controlled by their evil and don't seek to improve themselves. Which means… They don't have the drive to push themselves towards something better… But you do, Trunks… Same for you, Chesami… And you two have the courage needed to take them on"
"R-Really?" Both kids asked in surprise.
"Trunks… You… Gohan… And Chesami are this planet's last hope… Continue with your training, and your bodies and minds will do something they could never do… Improve." The kids smiled at their friend's words as he continued speaking, "If anyone can pull this off, it's you three… I know that you can do it!"
"M-Master Roshi…" Trunks was about to say when Master Roshi shared his wisdom once more.
"This world… Is in your hands…"
After a brief moment of silence, Trunks spoke with determination, "...Right!"
"Thank you for placing trust in us, Master Roshi," Chesami said with a smile.
"You're welcome," Roshi said before adding, "Well, better head back to the submarine"
The children nod in understanding and left the island, flying away together.
*30 minutes*
Trunks and Chesami were flying around the sky, enjoying the freedom and exhilaration of being able to soar through the clouds. Trunks couldn't help but steal glances at Chesami, the 15-year-old girl who had managed to survive the android attacks that had wiped out most of humanity.
He was impressed by her strength and resilience, and couldn't help but wonder about her story. As they flew, he finally gathered the courage to ask her.
'So, um, C-Chesami, right?' Trunks stuttered, trying to make sure he got her name right.
'Yep, that's my name,' Chesami smiled at him, her long black hair blowing in the wind. 'What is it?'
'I have to ask,' Trunks started to explain, 'I know that Yamcha's your dad, but who did he marry after getting dumped by my mom?'
Chesami's smile faltered for a moment, as if remembering a painful memory. 'Well... My mom told me the story of how she and dad got together,' she finally answered, her voice tinged with sadness. 'It started like this...'
*Flashback - Age 763*
It has been sometime after Goku defeated Frieza on Planet Namek. The Z-Warriors were also revived by both sets of the Dragon Balls. Grand Elder Guru passed away once more, this time, surrounded by his loved ones, and all of the Namekians were transported to New Namek, along with their legendary Dragon Balls. However, Goku hasn't returned to Planet Earth yet. Despite this, though, everyone was living peacefully ever since Frieza's defeat and Vegeta's sudden 'change of heart'. Of course, the Prince of the Saiyans left the planet so he can find Goku, or as he rather calls him, Kakarot, so he can become a Super Saiyan and finish off his rival.
Anyways, Krillin has found new love after his revival a few days after.
*Kame House*
Maron, a slender young woman with long blue hair and blue eyes, Krillin had been dating for a few months now and they were both excited to visit Kame House and meet some of Krillin's old friends. As they arrived, they were greeted by Bulma, Master Roshi, and Yamcha. Maron couldn't help but notice the tension between Bulma and Yamcha, despite the fact that they had broken up years ago.
'So, nice of you to bring your new girlfriend here, Krillin,' Bulma said sarcastically, eyeing Maron up and down.
'Yeah, not gonna lie, at first we kinda thought you brought home a hooker,' Yamcha added with a smirk.
'Yamcha!' Bulma scolded, hitting him on the arm.
'Well, we did,' Yamcha shrugged, not bothered by Bulma's reaction.
'I can assure you that my darling beautiful Maron is no hooker,' Krillin defended his girlfriend, placing a protective arm around her.
'Well, that depends,' Maron chimed in, her playful tone causing everyone to turn and look at her. 'Sometimes I take extra cash in the back room, but those were always under the table, so I don't think they count.'
'How much extra?' Yamcha asked, his interest piqued.
'How much ya got?' Maron teased, winking at him.
'Well, I am a professional baseball player-' Yamcha started to say before he was cut off by Bulma knocking him aside.
'Okay, first off, no one screws Yamcha but life,' Bulma said, her tone venomous. 'And second of all, blue hair? Real original.'
Maron just smirked in response. 'Oh, sweetie... I am life,' she said with a wink.
'Prove it, bitch!' Bulma challenged, not one to back down.
Maron's smirk turned into a mischievous grin as she leaned in close to Bulma. 'Trust me, I'll prove it,' she whispered before planting a kiss on Bulma's lips.
As Bulma stood there in shock, Maron pulled away with a wink. 'See you around, Bulma,' she said before walking away, leaving a flustered Bulma behind.
'D-Did she just...?' Bulma tried to ask, still in disbelief.
'D-Don't worry, Bulma,' Krillin tried to assure his friend, 'She's just joking around.'
Yamcha, however, couldn't resist Maron's charm. 'You gotta admit, seeing two girls kiss is kinda hot,' he said with a smirk.
Bulma then glared at her ex. 'Really? First, she flirts with you, then she kisses me just to show she can?'
'Hey, I didn't start this, I'm just enjoying the show,' Yamcha shrugged, not feeling guilty in the slightest.
Maron, on the other hand, couldn't help but stir the pot. She knew about Bulma and Yamcha's past relationship and couldn't resist the opportunity to rile them up. Plus, she found Bulma's feisty attitude intriguing.
As the day went on, Maron continued to flirt with both Bulma and Yamcha, causing even more tension between the two exes. But despite the drama, everyone had a good time and Maron's playful antics brought a new level of excitement to the usually calm and peaceful Kame House.
As Maron and Krillin said their goodbyes and left, Bulma couldn't help but feel a little envious of Maron's carefree and confident attitude. And as for Yamcha, he couldn't stop thinking about Maron and her mischievous blue eyes. Who knew a visit to Kame House could lead to so much drama and unexpected attractions?
*A few days later*
The sun was shining bright over Kame House. Inside, Maron entered with Krillin, who was still smitten with her after her sunbath. She walked over to the living area and sat down next to Yamcha, leaning suggestively against him. Yamcha, who still secretly harbored feelings for Maron, was taken aback by her sudden closeness.
'Uh, hey Maron,' he stuttered, trying to compose himself. 'How was your sunbath?'
Maron grinned, her eyes sparkling mischievously. 'Oh, it was fabulous. The beach here is just perfect for tanning.'
Bulma, who had been in the kitchen, noticed Maron and Yamcha and immediately stormed over, her hands on her hips. 'What is going on here?' she demanded, glaring at Maron.
Maron shrugged innocently. 'Oh, nothing. Just having a chat with Yamcha here.'
Bulma's eyes narrowed as she saw Maron's suggestive posture. 'I can see that. And I can also see you trying to make a move on my ex-boyfriend!'
Maron smirked, unfazed by Bulma's accusation. 'Oh, Bulma, don't be so possessive. Yamcha is a free man now.'
Just then, Chi-Chi walked into the living area, drawn in by the commotion. 'And you should know better than to flirt with another woman's man!' she scolded, standing beside Bulma.
Maron rolled her eyes, her smirk never leaving her face. 'Oh, please. You two are just middle-aged ladies amusing me.'
Bulma's jaw dropped in offense. 'Middle-aged? I am not middle-aged!'
Chi-Chi bristled at the comment. 'And who are you calling middle-aged, Miss 'I only look good because I wear revealing outfits'?'
The two women began to argue, trading insults and accusations. Bulma tried to deflect the claim that she was older by falsely implying that Chi-Chi was older. Chi-Chi hit back by implying that Bulma was only 'beautiful' because of her revealing outfits.
As the argument escalated, Yamcha and Krillin exchanged awkward glances, unsure of how to intervene. Maron, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the chaos she had caused.
"Oh my, this is getting interesting." She said with amusement.
Krillin sat on the porch, his head hung low and a look of dejection on his face. He had been thinking about Maron, his love, and how he didn't feel worthy of her. He let out a sigh and muttered to himself, 'I should just forget about marrying her.' But just then, Turtle arrived and sat down next to Krillin. He could see the sadness in Krillin's eyes and decided to offer some words of encouragement.
'Hey Krillin, don't give up on Maron just yet,' Turtle said. 'Maybe you should go and get her the Mermaid's Tear. It's the largest pearl in the world, and it could be the perfect gift for her.'
Krillin's face lit up with hope at the mention of the Mermaid's Tear. He had heard of its legendary beauty and how it was said to be the most precious pearl in existence. With renewed determination, Krillin set off on his journey to find the pearl, accompanied by Gohan.
After days of searching, they finally stumbled upon the Mermaid's Tear. But their excitement was short-lived as they realized the creatures surrounding the pearl were ready to defend it with their lives. Krillin and Gohan decided to leave the pearl alone and headed back, disappointed and defeated.
*Tonight*
After shopping in the afternoon, Krillin and Maron walk along the beach, enjoying the warm sun and cool sea breeze. They were deep in conversation, laughing and chatting like old friends.
Krillin suddenly stopped and turned to Maron, a serious expression on his face. Maron looked at him curiously, wondering what was on his mind.
'Maron, I've been thinking,' Krillin said, his voice trembling slightly. 'I'm letting you go. You deserve someone better than me.'
Maron was taken aback, her eyes widening in surprise. 'What? But I would have said yes if you asked me to marry you.'
Krillin's eyes widened in realization. He had been so caught up in his own insecurities and doubts that he didn't even consider the fact that Maron might have feelings for him too.
'Maron!' Krillin shouted, reaching out to grab her hand. But before he could say anything else, a car pulled up next to them.
'Oh, that's my ride,' Maron said, pulling her hand from Krillin's grasp. 'See you later, Krillin.'
And just like that, she was gone. Krillin was left standing on the beach, his heart feeling heavy and broken.
'What have I done?' Krillin muttered to himself, his eyes filling with tears.
A few days later, Krillin returned to Kame House, looking somber and downcast. He walked in and announced to everyone that he and Maron had broken up.
Ox King and Master Roshi expressed their sympathies, while Oolong was skeptical.
'I don't believe you,' Oolong said with a smirk. 'I bet Maron was the one who broke up with you.'
Krillin's eyes widened in surprise, and he quickly put on his sunglasses to hide his tears.
'I'll never forget her,' Krillin thought to himself, his heart aching with pain.
...
But as the days and weeks went by, Krillin slowly started to move on. He would see Maron and Yamcha hanging out together, and surprisingly, he didn't feel jealous or bitter. Instead, he felt happy for them.
...
One day, Krillin walked into Kame House with a smile on his face. Bulma was surprised to see him looking so upbeat.
'Hey guys, what's up?' Krillin greeted them.
Bulma couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she saw Krillin's happy expression.
'Krillin, you seem to be doing well,' Bulma said, trying to hide her disappointment.
'Yeah, I realized that Maron wasn't the one for me,' Krillin replied with a genuine smile. 'I'm over her now.'
Bulma's face fell even more with disappointment, but she couldn't help but feel a little relieved that Krillin was finally moving on.
'And I'm actually glad she's with Yamcha now,' Krillin continued. 'They seem to be a good match.'
Bulma's jealousy intensified, but she forced a smile and nodded in agreement. Deep down, she knew Krillin was right. Maron and Yamcha did seem happy together.
'I've moved on and I'm happy,' Krillin said, looking around at his friends. 'That's all that matters.'
The group smiled and nodded in agreement, happy to see Krillin moving on from Maron.
As Krillin walked away, he couldn't help but think that maybe it was for the best. He and Maron were never meant to be, and he was finally at peace with that. He had let go of his insecurities and found happiness within himself.
*Flashback Ends*
"And that's how it happened" Chesami finished her story, leaving Trunks speechless.
They were still flying in the sky, since they left Kame House.
"Wow... J-Just... Wow..." Trunks replies, still trying to process everything, "I can't believe that your mom was quite a flirt..."
"Heh, I could say the same about your mom," She smirked, teasing him a little.
"Hey! That's not true!" Future Trunks protested, blushing a little.
"Oh really? I've heard stories about your mom and Vegeta," Future Chesami teased, raising an eyebrow. Yep, before his death, Yamcha would tell her stories about his adventures, including his... embarrassing death at the hands of a Saibaman.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about my parents," Future Trunks said, trying to change the subject.
The two continued to fly in silence for a while, until Future Chesami spoke up again.
"So, do you want to spar?" She asked with a smirk.
"What? Now?" Future Trunks asked, surprised.
"Come on, it'll be fun," Future Chesami said, playfully punching his arm.
Future Trunks hesitated for a moment, but eventually gave in, "Alright, fine..."
*The Wastelands*
The two landed in an open field and got into their fighting stances.
"Ready to get your ass kicked?" Chesami taunted with a smirk on her face.
"Heh, you wish!" Trunks spoke, getting ready to fight.
The two of them started to spar, exchanging blows and dodging each other's attacks. Chesami was impressed by Trunks' skills, but she was determined to beat him. After a while, they both stopped to catch their breath.
"Not bad, Trunks," Chesami said, wiping the sweat off her forehead.
"Same to you, Chesami," Trunks replied, also catching his breath.
They both looked at each other and smiled, before continuing their fight. They were evenly matched, but Chesami managed to get the upper hand and pin Trunks to the ground.
"Looks like I win," She said with a smirk.
Trunks chuckled, "Yeah, yeah... I let you win..."
"Sure, sure," She laughed, helping him up.
The two of them sat down in the grass, catching their breath and enjoying the peaceful moment.
"Thanks for the spar," Trunks said, breaking the silence.
Chesami smiled, "Anytime, Trunks. It was fun."
They sat there for a while, just enjoying each other's company. Chesami couldn't help but feel a connection to Future Trunks, and she was grateful to have met him.
*Capsule Corp*
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp, Future Bulma was getting ready for bed. She changed into her silk nightgown and brushed her long blue hair before climbing into her soft, plush bed. But as she lay there, she couldn't shake off the worry for her son, Trunks.
He should have been home by now, she thought anxiously. He had gone to save Master Roshi from the androids, and she feared that they may have gotten to him as well. It had been years since the androids had taken over the world and killed most of the Z-Warriors, and Future Bulma couldn't bear the thought of losing her only child.
With a heavy heart, she decided to call Trunks to check on him. The phone rang for what felt like an eternity before Master Roshi finally answered. 'Hello?' he said in his gruff voice.
'Master Roshi, is Trunks with you?' Future Bulma asked, her voice trembling.
'He's alive and well, don't worry,' Master Roshi reassured her. 'He already left Kame, he's hanging out with Yamcha's daughter, Chesami.'
Future Bulma's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Yamcha's name. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy and anger. She had never been able to fully forgive Yamcha for his past mistakes, even though she had left him for Vegeta.
But she pushed aside her feelings and focused on the fact that her son was safe. 'Thank you, Master Roshi,' she said with a sigh of relief.
'Anytime, my dear,' Master Roshi said before ending the call.
Future Bulma lay in bed, her mind racing with thoughts. She was glad that Trunks was safe, but she still couldn't let go of the past. It had been so long since Yamcha's death, as well as the deaths of their friends, but she still couldn't forgive him. She couldn't forget the pain and betrayal she had felt when he had left her for Maron.
As she drifted off to sleep, Future Bulma couldn't help but wonder if she would ever be able to let go of the past and move on. But for now, she was just grateful that her son was safe and surrounded by friends who cared about him. She closed her eyes, hoping that tomorrow would be a better day.
...
Future Gohan had been training in the Capsule Corp background for what seemed like hours. He was determined to push himself to his limits, to become even stronger and better prepared for the constant threats of the Wastelands. As he was sparring with one of the training dummies, he noticed that the sun was beginning to set.
Realizing that it was getting late, Gohan knew it was time to leave and make his way back to his home in the Wastelands. But before he could fully depart, he stopped and looked up at the sky. Memories of his past flooded his mind, memories of a happier time before the androids had destroyed his world and killed most of his loved ones.
In that moment, Gohan thought about Future Bulma, the brilliant scientist who had given him a place to stay and helped him in his fight against the androids. Despite being a complete stranger, Bulma had shown him kindness and had taken him in when he had nowhere else to go. She had even given him a spare room to stay in and had made him promise to come back whenever he needed.
With a heavy heart, Gohan made his decision. He would stay at Capsule Corp for the night, just this once. He knew that Bulma would be asleep by now, but he wanted to honor his promise and pay his respects to her. Besides, he could use a proper bed and a hot meal after days of living off the land and constantly training.
As he made his way to the main house, Gohan couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia. The once bustling and lively Capsule Corp was now quiet and deserted, a stark reminder of the destruction caused by the androids. But despite the sadness that lingered in the air, Gohan found comfort in being there, in a place that felt like home.
He quietly entered the house and made his way to the spare room that Bulma had given him. As he settled in for the night, Gohan couldn't help but think about the future. Would he ever be able to defeat the androids and bring peace to his world? Would he ever have a chance to live a normal life, free from constant battles and struggles?
But as he drifted off to sleep, Gohan made a silent promise to himself. He would continue to train and fight, not just for himself, but for the people he had lost and for the hope of a better future. And maybe, just maybe, one day he would be able to rest peacefully, knowing that his world was finally at peace.
...
However, a few minutes later, Gohan couldn't sleep. He tried to, but he couldn't. For some reason, he was getting nightmares about everyone he cared about getting killed by the androids. He then got up...
Gohan sat on the edge of the guest room bed, lost in thought. His mind was filled with memories of the past, the androids, and his father's death. He couldn't help but wonder how different his life would've been if none of it had happened. That was when Future Bulma, who also woke up, walked inside of the guest room and sat next to him on the bed.
Gohan's eyes were downcast, his hands fidgeting in his lap as he waited for Bulma to speak.
Bulma, on the other hand, had a small smile on her face as she looked at Gohan. She took a deep breath before finally speaking up.
'Well, Gohan,' she began, 'I wanted to tell you something.'
Gohan looked up, curious as to what Bulma wanted to say.
'Before I met Vegeta, I had a huge crush on someone else,' Bulma continued, a hint of nostalgia in her voice.
Gohan's eyebrows shot up in surprise. 'Who was it?' he asked.
Bulma's smile widened. 'It was Goku,' she admitted.
Gohan's surprise turned into shock. 'Really?' he exclaimed. 'I never would have guessed.'
Bulma chuckled. 'Yeah, even though he wasn't exactly a ladies-man, I still loved him. In fact, I even bet that you could get girls left and right just like him.'
Gohan shook his head. 'Sorry, Bulma. That's not gonna happen.'
Bulma looked confused. 'Why not?'
Gohan hesitated, his gaze falling back down to his lap. 'Because I can't have a normal life,' he confessed. 'Not with the androids out there. I'm 23 and I've never even been with a woman. And at this rate, I don't think I ever will.'
Bulma's expression softened as she looked at Gohan sympathetically. 'Oh, Gohan. I'm sorry. I didn't realize.'
Gohan shrugged, trying to brush off the topic. 'No, it's fine. I've made my peace with it.'
But Bulma could see the sadness in Gohan's eyes, and a mischievous idea crossed her mind. She started to take off her clothes, leaving her in just her bra and panties. Gohan was too distracted to notice until Bulma spoke up again.
'You said you've never been with a woman, right?' she smirked at him. 'Well, now's your chance.'
Gohan's jaw dropped as he looked at Bulma in shock. 'What the heck are you doing, Bulma?' he exclaimed.
Bulma laughed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. 'Oh, come on, Gohan. You can't deny that you're at least a little curious.'
Gohan's mind raced as he tried to process the situation. He couldn't believe what was happening. Bulma, his friend's mom, was trying to seduce him? But then he noticed tears in her eyes and his heart softened.
'I knew it,' Bulma cried. 'You think I'm old and unattractive, don't you?'
Gohan quickly shook his head, trying to console her. 'No, Bulma. That's not it at all. I'm sorry if I gave you that impression. I just mean, you're my friend's mom. It feels wrong.'
Bulma wiped her tears and smiled at Gohan. 'I understand, Gohan. I was just teasing you.'
But Bulma's tears continued to fall, and she looked at him with a mix of sadness and longing in her eyes. Gohan couldn't help but feel a little aroused and embarrassed at the same time, knowing that she was looking at him in such a vulnerable state.
'You haven't changed a bit, Bulma,' Gohan said with a smile, trying to lighten the mood.
But Bulma's next words caught him off guard. 'I wish I had a younger body. I used to be tight and smooth,' she said, smirking. 'Not that I'm not still tight and smooth.'
Gohan's cheeks turned a shade of red, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered. But before he could respond, Bulma spoke up again.
'Gohan, age doesn't matter. Especially in a time like this,' she said softly. 'I see so much of Goku in you. And I can't deny that I've always found you attractive.'
Gohan's eyes widened in surprise. He had never expected Bulma to say something like that to him. But before he could even process her words, she continued.
'In fact, I even thought of Goku as a potential boyfriend back at the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament,' Bulma admitted, blushing, "Too bad Chi-Chi beat me to him..."
Gohan was shocked. He had never known that Bulma had a crush on his father. But at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of kinship with her. After all, he too had always looked up to Goku and admired him.
'Bulma, you don't have to wish for a younger body,' Gohan said, gently taking her hand in his. 'You're beautiful just the way you are. And I can't deny that I've always been drawn to you too.'
Bulma's eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't believe what she was hearing. She had always seen Gohan as a close friend, but she had never imagined that he felt the same way about her.
'It's just that I never thought I had a chance with someone like you,' Gohan added, his voice filled with sincerity.
Bulma couldn't resist any longer. She leaned in and gently pressed her lips against his, and the two of them were lost in the moment. As their kiss deepened, Gohan couldn't help but feel a fire burning inside him. He had never felt such a strong connection with anyone before.
Finally, as their lips parted, Gohan looked into Bulma's eyes with a newfound intensity. He had never imagined being in this situation with her, but now that he was, he couldn't resist the pull he felt towards her.
'Bulma, let's forget about everything else and just be in this moment,' Gohan said, his voice filled with desire.
Bulma nodded, and the two of them continued to kiss passionately. In that moment, nothing else mattered. They were both just two people, finding solace and comfort in each other's arms during a time of chaos and uncertainty. And for that moment, they were able to forget about their worries and just be in the present.
...
(A/N: Due to being a T-Rated Story, the making-love thing will be off-story/off-screen. However, I am planning on writing it on a one-shot on my separate account)
...
A few hours later, they lay panting on the bed, their clothes scattered around the room. Future Bulma couldn't help but marvel at the strength and passion of the man beside her.
As they lay on the bed, panting and exhausted, Future Bulma couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh. 'Oh... WOW!' she exclaimed, her voice still filled with pleasure.
Future Gohan turned to her, a small smile on his face. 'That... That was... Intense...' he said, his gaze lingering on the destroyed roof above them. He had accidentally shot his powerful Masenko at it during their climax, causing the damage.
'S-Sorry about that,' he apologized, feeling a bit guilty.
Future Bulma just shook her head, her own smile widening. 'Naw, it's fine,' she reassured him. 'You know, that was amazing...' She paused, her eyes sparkling mischievously. 'W-Wait... G-Gohan?' she stuttered, her cheeks turning pink.
Future Gohan raised an eyebrow, wondering what was on her mind. 'Y-Yeah?' he replied, slightly nervous.
'Where's your condom?' she asked, her tone teasing.
Future Gohan's eyes widened in realization. 'Oh Crapbaskets...' he muttered, feeling embarrassed.
But Future Bulma just chuckled and placed a hand on his cheek. 'Aw, it's okay,' she said, her smirk turning into a gentle smile. 'I don't mind having a child with you, Gohan... It's kinda hot~'
Future Gohan's eyes widened in surprise. He never expected her to be so open to the idea of having a child with him. 'W-What about Trunks?' he asked, worried about his young friend's feelings. Trunks is literary Bulma's son for crying out loud!
'Don't worry,' Future Bulma reassured him, her hand still caressing his cheek. 'He's still going to be my son, and we'll tell him the truth together once he comes back. Sure, he'll be angry about this but he'll be at least happy that he'll be a big brother.'
Future Gohan felt a wave of relief wash over him. He knew Trunks would be upset at first, but he trusted that they could work through it as a family.
'I hope so...' Future Gohan said, his voice filled with uncertainty, 'I never thought I'd be a father at such a young age.'
However, Future Bulma just smiled reassuringly. 'We'll make it work, Gohan,' she said, her love for him shining in her eyes.
Future Gohan smiled back, feeling grateful to have her by his side. 'And I'll be the best father I can be,' he promised, determined to make things work.
'And I'll be the best mother,' Future Bulma said, her voice filled with love and determination.
"Thanks, Bulma," Future Gohan said, "I can't believe how lucky I am to have you in my life.'
'And I'm lucky to have you too, Gohan,' Future Bulma said, leaning in to kiss him on the cheek. 'Now, let's get some rest. We have a lot to talk about tomorrow.'
As they cuddled up together, Future Gohan couldn't help but feel grateful for this unexpected turn of events. He never would have imagined that he would end up in a passionate affair with the beautiful and intelligent Future Bulma. And now, they were going to have a child together.
But as he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but wonder what the future held for them. Would Trunks forgive them? Would they be able to raise a child in a world filled with danger and uncertainty? But for now, all he wanted to do was enjoy this moment with the woman he loved.
*The Other World - Heaven*
The Deceased Z-Warriors were gathered in the Other World, watching as their loved ones continued to fight the androids in the living world. They were saddened by the fact that they couldn't be there to help, but they were also proud of the new generation for carrying on their legacy.
But then, something unexpected happened. Future Gohan, who had been hailed as a hero for his bravery in the battle against the androids, was seen entering the guest room of Capsule Corp with Future Bulma. The Z-Warriors watched in shock as they saw the two of them get onto the bed.
'Oh my Kami...' Future Goku gasped, his eyes widening in shock.
'Oh... My... God,' Future King Kai echoed, his jaw dropping.
Future Krillin couldn't help but burst out into laughter. 'Ha! And you owe me some Zeni!' he said, referring to a previous bet they had made about Gohan's love life.
Future Tien's face fell in disbelief. 'Oh, no...' he whispered, shaking his head in disbelief.
'All right, what did Gohan do now?' Future Yamcha asked, crossing his arms in annoyance.
'Gohan did the 'thing' with a woman,' Future Krillin said, still chuckling.
'He did WHAT?!' Future Tien exclaimed, his eyes widening in shock.
'He took the title as the ladies-man from me! That jerk!' Future Yamcha added, his anger apparent as well.
'And now that woman is pregnant with his child because she seduced him,' Future Krillin finished, shaking his head in disappointment.
'I don't understand!' Future Tien cried out. 'All he had to do was to control himself and destroy the androids! Why would he even do that, with the ANDROIDS still around to kill and destroy?! I don't even know how he was able to do that! Most of the women are dead except for Maron and...', Then, in a sudden realization, Future Tien's anger turned to understanding, '... Bulma.'
Future Yamcha's expression softened as he realized the truth. 'Oh, that makes sense,' he said, the anger leaving his voice.
Future Piccolo, who had been observing the situation in silence, finally spoke up. 'I don't get it,' he said, his voice laced with confusion.
'He really did it... He actually risked every life on the planet just for...for ass and titties!' Future Tien exclaimed, his anger returning. 'I didn't fought the androids to the death so he could get LAID!'
'Oh... Gross,' Future Piccolo muttered, his disgust evident.
The Z-Warriors watched as Gohan and Bulma continued their passionate encounter, their thoughts filled with a mixture of shock, disappointment, and understanding. They couldn't believe that Gohan would risk everything for a moment of pleasure, but at the same time, they couldn't deny the strong bond between him and Bulma.
In the end, they could only hope that Gohan's actions wouldn't lead to any consequences for the rest of the world. But for now, they would have to accept that Gohan was a young man with desires and emotions, just like any other. And in the Other World, they could only watch as the living continued to live their lives, even in the midst of a never-ending battle against evil.
Just then, Yamcha remembered something and turned to his fellow warriors. 'So where's Vegeta during all this anyway?'
Future Krillin shrugged, 'I'm sure he's off somewhere...coping.'
*The Other World - Hell (HFIL)*
Vegeta, Prince of the Saiyans, was raging, destroying mountains and screaming curses at the top of his lungs.
'Goddamn it! Shiiiiiii!' He roared, his anger and frustration evident. 'Kakarot steals my glory, kills Frieza and his father...and now his brat steals my woman... Now I know what it feels like to be Yamcha.'
...
Little did he know, Future Yamcha was listening to his thoughts, thanks to Future King Kai's telepathy. He couldn't help but chuckle and send a telepathic message to Vegeta, 'Sucks, doesn't it?'
...
Back in Hell, Vegeta was about to retort when he heard footsteps approaching. He turned around to see a group of familiar faces- Future Nappa, Future Raditz, Future Zarbon, Future Cui, and Future Dodoria. They had all either been treated like crap or been killed by Vegeta in the living world, and now they were itching for revenge.
'Well, well, well...if it isn't the Prince of Nothing!' Future Cui sneered.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed as he prepared for a fight. 'Time for some target practice, then!' With a burst of energy, he transformed into a Super Saiyan, much to the shock of his enemies.
The battle that ensued was intense, with Vegeta unleashing all of his pent-up anger and frustration on his former enemies. In the end, he emerged victorious, but not without sustaining some injuries.
As he caught his breath, he couldn't help but think about his current situation. He had always prided himself on being the strongest warrior, but now he was in Hell, while his rival Kakarot was enjoying a peaceful afterlife with his family and friends. However, as he looked around at his defeated enemies, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He may be in Hell, but at least he was still fighting and proving his strength.
*A 70 inch Squared Window*
Nanajussenchi shihou no madobe
Akira stood on the Nimbus Cloud, his eyes fixed on the sky above. The final battle had just ended, and he couldn't believe it was all over. The Dragon Balls were scattered across the world once again, and the fate of the universe was in the hands of the Z fighters.
Kyou no tenki wa hare ame wa satteita
Mado wo hiraku riyuu wa toku ni nai kedo
But as Akira stared at the sky, memories flooded through his mind. Memories of all the battles and adventures he had been a part of since he first met Goku and joined the group. He remembered the days when they were just a group of friends, training and having fun together.
Itsumo no kono heya to nigosu tameiki
Boku wa koroshita
He reached out his right hand to the air, as if trying to grasp onto those memories. But they were slipping away, like sand through his fingers. Tears welled up in his eyes as he thought about all the friends he had lost along the way. The memories of their smiles and laughter were fading, and it pained him to think that they were gone forever.
Itsudatte zutto kimi wo omotteita
Kokoro shimetsukeru reality
Aitakute itsumo kimi wo omotteita
Sou yatte karamawari tsuzuketa
But then something caught his eye. He saw images flashing in the sky, images of Goku, Bulma, Oolong, Yamcha, Pu'ar, Master Roshi, Tien, Krillin, Grandpa Gohan, Android 8, Red Ribbon Army and King Piccolo. They were like a slideshow of his past, and he couldn't help but smile through his tears.
Nanigenai egao ga ukande wa kie
Futa wo shita kanjou ga yoru ni toketeku
Sono nukumori sae mienai furi shite
Koe wo tozashita
As he continued to run on the Nimbus Cloud, he saw more images of his friends from DBZ. Goku, Chi-Chi, Gohan, Piccolo, Raditz, Nappa, Vegeta, The Ginyu Force, Frieza, King Cold, Future Trunks, Dr. Gero, Android 16, Android 17, Android 18, Perfect Cell, Goten, Trunks, Videl, Majin Buu, Babidi, Dabura and Kid Buu. Each one of them had played a significant role in his life, and he was grateful for all the memories they had shared.
Itsudatte zutto kimi wo omotteita
Sou yatte zutto kimi wo sagashiteita
Aenakute itsumo kimi wo omotteita
Kokoro no oku ni atta gurafiti
And then he saw the images of his friends from DBS. Goku, Lord Beerus, Whis, The Frieza Force, Golden Frieza, Lord Champa, Vados, Cabba, Hit, DBS Future Trunks, Mai, Goku Black, Zamasu, Fused Zamasu, Zeno, Future Zeno, Kale, Caulifla, Jiren and Grand Minister. He remembered the battles they had fought together, and the bonds they had formed.
But as he ran, he noticed something different. Among the images of his friends, there was a Dragon Ball. It was the four-star Dragon Ball, the one that had always held a special place in his heart. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed it.
(Ah-ah)
Tell me why
Anytime
Once again
Believing you
Tell me why
Anytime
Once again
Tell me why
Anytime
Once again
Believing you
Tell me why
Anytime
Once again
With the Dragon Ball in his hand, Akira felt a surge of energy coursing through him. He knew what he had to do. He held the Dragon Ball up to the sky, and with all his remaining strength, he shouted the words that had become so familiar to him.
'Make my wish come true, Shenron!'
The sky began to glow, and a massive dragon appeared before him. Shenron's deep voice boomed through the air as he asked for Akira's wish. And without a second thought, Akira made his wish.
Aitakute sing a song sakebi tsuzuketa
Itsudatte zutto kimi wo sagashiteita
Aenakute itsumo kimi wo omotteita
Sou yatte boku wa susumitsuzukeru
'I wish to be in the Other World. I want to see them all again, and I want to make new memories with them.'
I don't care about myself
I don't care about myself
As Shenron granted his wish, Akira felt a weight lifted off his shoulders. He knew that this was just the beginning of a new adventure, and he couldn't wait to see what the future held for him and his friends.
Wake up sing a song kimi wo omotteita
Kokoro no oku ni atta gurafiti
With a smile on his face, Akira looked up at the sky one last time before he was transported back to The Other World, also known as Heaven. He knew that his friends were waiting for him, and he was ready to make more memories with them. The dragon balls may have been scattered once again, but Akira knew that as long as they were together, they could face any challenge that came their way.
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah)
(Ah-ah, ah-ah) aitakute
(Ah-ah) aitakute
(Ah-ah) aitakute
(Ah-ah, ah-ah)
*Akira Toriyama - The Creator of the whole Dragon Ball Franchise - 1955 through 2024*
Hey Everyone! Sorry that I'm late. I've been dealing with life issues, especially grieving for the people I've lost in my life. Just lost my dog last two days ago. Learned it from my dad back on Wednesday. I lost two of my grandmothers, and now... I've lost my best friend. Yes, I have other best friends (And believe me, I love all of them!), but my dog was a one-of-a-kind. H-He was special... And now, Akira Toriyama has passed away a few days ago as well... May he Rest In Peace.
I hope you guys liked the Tribute I've made! It took me longer to do this, y'all know, haha!
Meet Chesami (or Future Chesami), the daughter of Maron (Krillin's ex girlfriend) and Yamcha (Bulma's ex boyfriend)! More info of her survival will be covered in the next chapter! Chesami was made by me and an awesome friend on Discord!
I'll see y'all next time in the next chapter of Dragon Ball FBG: Family of Hope! Read, review and GOD BLESS US ALL!
